satans severed head, doesn,t mean satans dead, cos its man that made evil and sin, in the bible is where to begin, unravelling your demons personal beliefs you control anything actual, something factual tangled in babel so only the fish can deciher the hype from the cipher and how, the hell did zaphod get in ?

Werd up, Sushi K.

Satan's severd head Sung to by a choir of acid soaked white bread, Engulfed by the love of the well fed, Strutted down the grassy knoll, Winked at the ladies as he took his stroll. He laughed to himself at the irony of it all as the short sharp shock did it quickly.

The True Second Coming By Edward "Bobcat" Shits Drying and frying in the hair dryer's pyre Satan's severed head gets a new hairdoo; Split ends fall apart; the hairnet will not hold; Mere styling gell is loosed upon the scalp, The unrestricted hair is loosed, and everywhere The spectacle of bad taste is found; The hairdressers lack all talent; the super-cuts $5 per hour lackeys Are full of inane smalltalk.

I would be honoured if Satan's Severed Head would consent to be Grand Marshal of my parade this year. Transportation in a 1860's hearse on loan from the History Association will be provided, along with an escort of Mariposa County Mounted Posse members.

Keats is spinning in his grave. He's pissed that he didn't think of it.

(coughing)

Horses are pretty! Horses are pretty! (THWACK) ...

"Hey! You! Get offa that horse! *sob*" --Neitsche

Wait. This file is just about 66.6 K in size...

Not for long...

satan's severed head? what the fuck? i am satan. poor misled kids.

southie you are not satan. i know this as i am affiliated with satan and he indeed is not, has not been, nor ever will be southie or anything resembling southie.

Hey! Let's get back to the serious business of fucked up poetry, shall we?

damn. ok, i lied.

I wear Satan's Severed Head over my own face. Looking through His eyes, evil veil, I am mirrored in yours.

oh, really?

Slippering drown, revolving poor, Where to be found, what's more, what's more... The live long, live long, love ling people place thing through the sun: oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... rattle....

i'll have some of what this guys smokin'. gooooo.... team.

Now, I know this thread is re. satans severed head, but do we not think were bordering on the repetitive here? K.

once when i was a child, satans severed head came to visit me. it didn't really do much except sit in the corner yelling "redundant, redundant, redundant."

Deja vu: the feeling you get when you think something has happened before. Deja vu: the feeling you get when you think something has... happened... before. Deja vu: the head you get when you severed something has Satan's before.

Strange... When Satan's severed head visited me it was yelling "Stay on target... Stay on target!" and "Haven't we met before in a garment bag?"

Really? I seem to remember it whispering, "Kumquat defilers always get what they preserve..." then dancing a tango with Dean Martin. I guess Satan's severed head has something special for all of us.

Satan's severed head came to me once. Someone mailed it to me in a box. It kept yelling things at me. Things like "Murdoch! You crazy foo!" or "Ain't no way I'm flying in no plane Hannibal!" or "Face, quit yo jibba jabba, foo!". Eventually I ended up planting it in my garden, but some neighborhood kids ended up digging it up. They shaved the hair off and painted it orange and stuck a candle in it's mouth. No, wait, that was Mr. T's Severed Head. Damn. It's so hard to keep them all straight.

I liked the part about, "I like to lick Its eyes."

More non Satan's severed head poetry: *** Lethargy and my left thigh Lately I've been lonesome standing for so long here bereft of my support. Loosely keeping balance, favoring the left foot creates aching muscle. Much like stoic paintings of Giotto, brown stone covered in plaster with lumps of drying colors. But I'm not talking about painful things. Far from it. Two legs are an inconvienience. ***

if you bury satan's severed head in your yard it will make your garden smell like a rotten buried head.

Satan's Severed Headcheese: Place head into large pot, add salt and pepper and one whole(or unholy) onion. Boil slowly until well cooked, remove head from pot, remove flesh from skull and puree flesh in blender. Place flesh in suitable serving vessel, top off with satanic pot broth, add salt pepper and sage to taste, chill and enjoy! Satan's skull makes a lovely centerpiece.

Satan's severed head, a mysterious fortune telling ball... Satan's severed head is really Nostradamus' left testical. Satan's severed head, kicked around by Myan soccer players, Satan's severed head makes me cry while peeling off all those onion like meaning layers.

snakes and skulls and blood and gore.... again

Satan's severed head, for vegetarian cuisines... Substitute for head, unholy rice and beans.

that's silly

I'll fire my editor

Woodward and Bernstein said it right when they wrote: The suspect, former CIA employee Satan Jr., 53, also holds a separate head to provide severing services to the Republican National Committee, GOP national chairman Bob Dole said yesterday.

"...and, why did you give away your precious..." I tried to go on, but something caught the corner of my eye. An itch, sort of like a small tugging, beckoned my right eyeball to turn, taking the left one with it, all without my realizing until the sight of both eyes rested on the bag under my coffee table. "Where did that come from?" I thought, rising from my chair, setting down the spoon which still had a few beans on it. The brown paper bottom of the bag was slightly darker than the rest of it. Maybe it was....moist? I wasn't sure. I got closer, and more details began to emerge. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. I had to eat the bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag. The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag. I soooooo want the bag. The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag. The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag. The bag.The bag.The bag.The bag. The bag.The bag.The bag. The bag.The bag. The bag.

How 'bout an Old Bag, Cutie ??

Oh,where have you gone for two weeks, Antigone ?? You are back now - have you the severed head of another undead ?? "Give me my head," dear old Satan said........ I want to wear it myself.......All you do, when you don't wear it-is stick it on a shelf.............Pretty lame poetry, I know, but what DO you expect-you are dealing with one of heaven's rejects.....

The only lame poetry is unsaid poetry. And even that's cool if it promotes the appropriate hormonal response when you think it. *Rips off a sliver of the bag* Here, want some? I didn't eat it all...

I am wearing Satan's Severed Head........ Alas ! It grows quite heavy....... Yet, I believe I'll catch some drippings and make a lovely gravy....... Antigone-Greek God ? Possibly, I'll have to look it up.......No thanks-don't want none-I'll leave you holding the bag..........

I'm afraid you've already eaten some bag, somewhere already. I can see it in your elipsis, Me............. .

I shredded it ; put it in a bowl with milk and honey, & ate it as a breakfast cereal....GGGRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEAAAAAAAATTTT !!!!!!

Does your mother know how messed up you are?

YUP !!! Where do you think I get it ?? Actually she's threatened to have me committed a few times, when I got a little too outlandish.......

That's too bad. Some people just don't understand us bag eaters. OK. Time for a new metaphor. That one's run it's course. So, shall the next metaphor be paper or plastic?

HEAVY METAL !!!!!!

Ok, but only if it involves mercury poisioning...

No, only silver linings and golden skies....... LET'S BE HAPPY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'd be happy to oblige you, but happy makes for really shitty poetry. I mean, not saying that Satan's severed head is anything other than obscure mind drippings, but at least it's that. I can't seem to do even that when I'm happy, and I'm WAY to happy these days. Really. I am. Sigh. I guess it's time to chew off a leg.

-Happy Poem- ************************************************** Enchanted fairies hush up the cavorting kittens. Who frolic in the rainbow drenched meadow. They giggle- "I hope the Teddybear Guard can protect all those Peppermints, from the greedy advances Of Satan's severed head!" ************************************************** This one left me feeling a little misty... (sniffle!)

...misty? I feel pasty. It may be a little racy but your poem makes me hastily want to masticate... ...on a bag of your choice. You know, the one that's moist. But, alas, I have foisted this tired metaphor... ...on ya'll once more. But it's either that or that semi-strange gore of Satan's severed head. Heh. I've been playing Scrabble. Can you tell?

you must never dabble in scrabble, but always play by the rules. those who try to subvert them will end up looking like fools try and sneak in something clever or mess with the moderator and your head satan will sever hence you will be seen again never the law is the law is the law its writ in the OSPD if you want to set yourself free you'll cross the scrabbleman's ma we cannot allow that to happen it wouldn't be good for the game the ratings, the rankings, the fame isn't that why all of us came? it's not a pastime for losers we must all be oh so serious if we don't, well, you know who gets awfully imperious

please, poetry police, i know all about the iambs i just don't care at the moment

If I do dabble in scrabble It's unfortunately not probable that I'll find something rhyming except something lame like "rabble"... So fuckitall, I say fuck meter, fuck rhyme, fuck sense, just make sure you still write in four line stanzas And, be terse.

That's gotta hurt.

...meanwhile, as death stalked my sorry ass today, I wandered about in a dazed stupor, searching aimlessly for the end of the current sentence. There it was. "Wasn't that easy," I ask myself, stroking the happily paired double quotes, wondering whether there should have been a question mark instead of a comma after "easy." "Remember back to your early grammar days," I write/type/think while looking up the word "grammar" in the ancient "Webster's Instant Word Guide" formerly nestled among hundreds of useless floppy disks and CD's, discovering how fucking self referential I can get, and also hoping I don't write another word that ends in "ing." Shit. Was that one? "ing," I mean. If it was, then I just did it again.

i'm still the keeper of the "head"

SLACK-AAAH!! ummmm, hello. always a pleasure to see you again.

Satan's severed head, poke it with a straw. Satan's severed head, suck it till you scrape your brain-pan raw. Satan's severed head, "Ya know what I think?" Satan's severed head says, "Of course I do, you fucking moron. I even know the chemicals in your underarm stink. Were you under the impression that I wasn't an omnipotent demigod? Fuck, man! I'm not just a disembodied head that you gleefully write shitty poetry about! I'm Mephistopholes, for Christ's sake! Get a grip!!"

itty, bitty, shitty huh? satan's severed head, i don't flap dog tweedle satan's severed head, what is meter bleep? satan's severed head, repetition excuses fart satan's severed head, sand kicking flea cookie cutter butter munching knife sprig juice bite satan's severed head, fuck you you ass satan's severed head, i can call it poetry because i eat ticks satan's severed head, i am on tongue squeeze poop satan's severed head, drop kick barbeque limbs satan's severed head, in fact maybe spelling is restrictive satan's severed head, thwetiiawuttga satan's severed head, if you don't understand then i am superior ha ha ha ha satan's severed head, but i am self deprecating so you can't blame me!!!!

they saved hitler's cock they hid it under a rock i discovered it last night, i couldn't even believe my eyes, if hitlers cock could start to talk it would say to kill today if hitlers cock could choose it's mate it would ask for sharron tate. hitlers cock is on the loose, and now i'm scared of what it's gonna do. they saved satan's head they hid it under my bed i discovered it last night i almost fuckin' died of fright satan's head sparked up a bowl and now i have to sell my soul satan's head is on the loose and now i'm scared of what it's gonna do. they saved pat ferris's ass they found her out eating grass i saw her grazing the other day it nearly fuckin' blew me away you know pat ferris's ass can't talk 'cause it's too busy sucking cock pat ferris's ass is on the loose and now i'm scared of what it's gonna do.

Satan gives the best head. Although it is severed. And you are dead.

Satan? get real the bleeding head of Arnold Palmer is the real deal Launch, baby, Launch!

Satan's Severed Head Phallic horns and dripping blood Latest fashion craze!

i already got mine

breathe rebreathe breathe rebreathe breathe rebreathe breathe rebreathe breathe rebreathe breathe rebreathe breathe reprieve breathe rebreathe breathe rebreathe breathe rebreathe breathe rebreathe

Hm.

Satan's Severed Head, Drop it from a plane, Aim for the target, Splashing lots of brain. Could it be a Smart Bomb, Causing all this pain? Or is it Satan's Severed Head, Making acid rain.

I'm so giddy I feel like liquid Christ in a nut slapper convention. I'm so connected I eat carpet cleaner at every gingivitis anonymous meeting. I'm so moth like I call sirloin steak on grandmother's day. I'm so freeze dried you get crispy reading this. I'm so metallic I greet the day. "Fuckin' hi!" Uhh huh...

the absolute plasticity of this entire existance leaves me with no hope of any savior.... ....including satan

Join the club! Satan's severed head, Why rent when you can buy? Satan's severed head, improbable giddiness hits me as my bones fry. Satan's severed head, a French pastry sure would hit the spot! Satan's severed head, this is where I spew up a shit load of syllables, whether they make any sense or not...

Burly curves of whirly dirt hurt my herbal, irksome turd. Yankee tanks spank lanky cranks, my churlish, girly bird!

In a lethargic, weak, near whisper, say: What? Yeah, that's it. Now add a little cough afterwards, or maybe clear your throat: What? <cough> OK, good. So, try to make puppy dog eyes while saying it, sort of like some news has been a bit shocking: What? <cough> <eyes widening> Great! Finally, imagine a quarter of a million people all making this expression simultaneously, scattered evenly across the planet. How does that make you feel?

I take everything literally, well, almost. I'm wearing an aqua tank top, an aqua pair of shorts, and a black sports bra tht makes my chest look like a whiskey barrel. Dark hunter green Victoria Secret panties. Sorry, nothing nothing racy, just the sport high cut. No satan stuff in my closet. Is there a retailer that carries that? Wal Mart perhaps?

Satan's Severed Head, kiss it on the lips; Satan's Severed Head, feed it fish and chips. When it gets so crammed that it has to puke, Braid it's stringy hair into a peruke. If the vomit is projectile, catch it in a dish; If it makes you erectile, mix it with the fish. Satan's Severed Head, I dreamed of you all night; Satan's Severed Head, You are my heart's delight. Antigone was such a mensch, She patched her brother's bod, Now I know she is a man, I find it very odd.

Duh, I get it now. I'm in the wrong room. I'll come back when I have something lyrical to say. Nice stuff Sheila.

If you are wearing Satan's sever'd head does that Make you a golf tee?

If you are not sure inquire with Arnold Palmer the Satan/golf mensch!

If Satan has blood,and it gets on your carpet,Spot Shot will get out blood stains.

fluf fy fluf fy fluffy fluffy fluffy fluffy fluffy fluffy fluffy fluffyfluffy fluffyfluffy fluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffy fluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffyfluffy!

i'm holding satan's severed head......... wishing it were good and dead it stares and smiles and blows me kisses taunting lips and evil wishes my mamma sez to throw it out screaming evil, i kick and shout that thar satan's severed head wishing mamma was good and dead wearing dad's derby and mamma's pearls killing boys and eating girls that wacky satan's severed head jumping joy evil joy on my bed piggy bank and the fishy tank nothing tops my satan's severed head blood on fish and bones on bills evil fish and money kills sez satan's severed head

I shoved Satan's severed head straight up my ass So he could feast upon my lovely hot gas but now this evil caper has ruined my anal vapor Just to fart now requires a Black Mass.

SEM, YOU ROOOOOOCK!

Tonight I ran out of detergent while doing laundry, so I stole some of my neighbor's Fab. I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I'm going to hell

i wanna little satan's severed head in my bowl i wanna little evil down in my soul i could stand a severed head oh, so bad i feel so funny, i feel so sad (apologies to ms. simone)

i want satan's severd head by the pool i hear he's so hot, but he's not, he's so cruel wanna scratch jehova's balls? he's your man, with a belly fulla salt and a brimstone tan

Satan is my maaaster, he has always been And he tells me what to do He buys all my Metallica records, And sometimes I think..

Five foot nine,eyes that shine Born and bred in Palastein, has anybody seen my Lord? Cures the sick,raises the dead,oh! he does wonders with fish and bread,has anybody seen my Lord?

Did I lose Satan's severed head? Was Buddy E a man named Jed? Did someone bad take it away? Was Isabel S. Weezy J? Did I leave it at the mall? Or did I deal with Monte Hall? The head for whats behind door 3 It's Turtle Wax for you and me! I put the head in Reynolds Wrap And stored it with some other crap And now it's gone, I must confess Sure as Rose Kennedy had a black dress Where the Hell did that head go? Was ol' Jack Webb a cop named Joe? I shoulda kept it in a box Or with Lamont and Fred (Redd Foxx) That fucking head I cannot find Tom Willis had a huge behind The head is gone, you understand So I'll just watch more TV Land.

I'm dying to know who "Dumbass" is. Won't you enlighten me. please . . . . .?

Satan had his ass kicked out on the streets,now he,s working for circus peanuts and pocket lint,bad Satan,he be a moron.

I don,t want Satan in my head,I don,t want Satan in my bed,I do not like Satan,s plan,I don,t like Satan,Sam I am.I do not like his funky cock,that,s why he wears a wooly sock.I do not like him,Sam I said,keep ole Satan out in the shed.

this is starting to sound like something ween does.

Triptych tyranny Triple terrorism Triangle totality Terrorist troika Treble thought Dual despotism Double dictatorship Duplex domination Single sinner

Pretentious poem

love, you are almost too good for this place. no really, i mean that. you're cool.

Even if you do have a girly name. Ann-tigon-ee. Ann-tig-on-ee. Ann-tigone. Oh it's so much fun to say!

number nine, number nine, number nine........

Dumbass is the epitome of all that's weak and lame. In fact, she shares a bit o' me Mark gave me the name.

Self deprecating poetry! All together now!

today i want to kill everyone who's in my way and when i get to hell they'll king me for a day

the snug of the fit one size fits all dripping on my new shirt pay my dry clean bill BITCH!

Satan's severed head, why the long face? Satan's severed head kicks a pebble and shuffles his feet. He looks up from beneath his black, bushy eyebrows. You can see his boyish features peeking out from behind the puss and putrid rotting flesh. Satan's severed head, are you incontinent? Satan's severed head says, "There's some things even you shouldn't ask, asshole! At least not in public..."

stick your fingers into satan's severed head's eyesockets and lick them clean! and repeat, and repeat, and repeat.

sa tan's sev ere d head sits be hind me glow ering now g lanc ing coy ly o u t the window

Satan`s severed head... the last of the unsaved! He prances on the goofy tuber, brazenly unshaved. He winces when a crack unfolds, a tacky smear of plaque, I`m told, But never fear, my big queer steer, fuck fuck, fuck fuck, fuck fuck!

I'm really not amused, you know.

Fuck you. Fuck me. Fuck it for always, That's the way it should be. - Lionel Bitchy

Antigone you,re a trip,stay that way.

Antigone, you ARE going to Margret's wedding, aren't you? I am dying to meet you.

jack and jill went up the hill to fetch the severed head jack fell down and broke his crown and jill ran off with satan the end.

Satan always gets the chicks.

I only lift my legs for Jesus.

As I sit and shake my aching head Awash with feelings of nameless dread I was in error to tempt the terror of fellatio from Satan's Severed Head

Head from the Head, You should have known better. The tongue of the Corpse is all that you'll get, or Else probe the stump, It's bound to be slimy; just don't try to hump, Your dick will get grimy. While Satan's Head is sucking Your life's juices away; It's your mind He's fucking You'll pay and pay and pay. Llama is thinking, "This tool should be used" But Satan's Severed Head Cannot be abused. What were you thinking, You simpleton arse? A blow job by the Evil One-- Gad, what a farce!

how do you people do that? where was i when that module was being passed out? passed out? these drugs are supposed to make me feel better. it's not fair. why am i telling you this? something's got to give.

Try to relax Dave. Take a stress pill and think things over.

What I want to know is, is Diatribe someone here, or just a random individual who started the thread and never looked back?

I,ve been on the boards now for almost a year and I,ve never seen a Diatribe posting here.

it was really antigone...silly dill pickle.

Nope. It wasn't. This was my first post, here and on Sorabji.com... Isn't that fucking important? Fucking a portant. Ploughing a harbinger. Cultivating an omen. Fraternizing with bowmen. Massaging the blowfish. Besieging the blue finch. !!having a short stout usually conical bill adapted for crushing seeds!! FUCK!!

FUCK!!!

FUCK!!!!

The three month fuck anniversary?

Fuck the police comin' straight from the underground. a young nigger got it bad cause i'm brown. whatever the fuck that means.

scoopy scoop. scoopy scoopy scoop. fuck yeah.

!!!KCAB DAEH YM EM EVIG

GIVE ME MY SEVERED HEAD BACK!!!!!!!!!!

Yawn! Satan you're boring, shut the fuck up.

fetidbeaver-did i ever tell you that you rock? you rock

MAVIS, I WOULD NOT SAY SUCH THINGS IF I WERE YOU.

...my stomach distended with brown paper bag bits, I started down the road to Omaha. Nobody likes to pick you up when you're throwing up paper (or plastic, for that matter) so I didn't hitch, not wanting to impose. It was an inconvenience, but I had to fuel my need for bag, so I often paid the price. I'd heard that Omaha area grocers used an organic brown paper bag brand, devoid of the toxic glues that kept giving me the shakes...

hehehhe...original? or where from?

Eh? You's talkin' to me? Are _you_ talkin' to me? ..cause if you are, I... ..what was that? ...what did you say?

Swollen belly gives birth to Ovarian mass? or Satan's Severed Head?

both

smegma

Perhaps it will be Son of Satan's Severed Head

Sounds yummy

Name that tune... Shrimp on me, when you're not prawn And i'll be your sea, i'll help you float on 'Cause we all need somebody To be prawn.

The tune is Let it Bleed, don't know about the new and improved lyrics you've got there though.

No, no, it's Lean On Me, sorry. The last 2 lines threw me. Or maybe it's a mix of the 2.

i see where ya going with that dougie, but i think its something different, the syllables don't match.....either that or antigone is eating the drywall again

I hope he gets here soon and clears up the confusion.

Did you know that office ceiling tiles are made out of an edible suger? Unfortunately they also contain poisonous compounds. I will (not) eat (them).

Kind of like Reese's peanut-butter cups huh? Remember their '70's comercials...."Hey! you got peanut-butter on my chocolate, Hey! you got chocolate in my peanut-butter..." Hey! you got sugar in my ceiling tiles...... Never mind I'm going to bed for real this time....

Woah, FB. Forget to take your meds there?

Jeez..i better get more space ready..obviously a lot of you headed my way

interesting how lurkers always like to take on the Satan persona.

I prefer to take on the personna of a real hottie.

Like me?

Definitely

I tried to warn you nearly three years ago to no avail. Satan is still actively recruiting souls while skating on National Hockey League ice. http://sports.yahoo.com/nhl/players/6/666/ The numbers in the URL are no accident. Perhaps you will listen this time.

That last semillama was not me. So no one will think that I suddenly have a swelled head or something. Remember, a capital s means it's not an authentic, certified semillama! Demand only the best!

i think that someone was trying to say that you're a hottie, sem

hmm. That never occured to me. What the hell are they thinking?

oh, don't be coy. tsk.

Semillama is indeed cute, even if he does have really bad taste in science-fiction telelvision.

OK...the Semillama was me and yes, I was alleging that Sem was a hottie. The "Cat" wasn't me...it was someone reversing the game. The "Antigone" wasn't the genuine article either. You really had to be there.

see i think we went to far with being able to identify IPs, now no one can have some fun without you dorks racing to see who it is..... its like the atom bomb. amazing technology, but obviously we are not able to handle the responsibility that comes with it.

Patrick, you are an ASS HOLE! A MAJOR ASS HOLE! ;-)

I have bad taste in most of the tv I watch, actually. Except for Futurama.

i gave up on futurama....

I love Futurama, and still love the simpsons. King of the Hill is getting very dull

Cartoons kick ass in general---Simpsons, Futurama, South Park, Dragon Ball Z, CNN, 700 Club..... I used to wear Satan's severed head, but it shrank in the wash.

Never got into Futurama, and I hate King of the Hill. Simpsons & South Park rule (although I kind of got out of the swing of South Park after the first season, but have found a new appreciation -- anybody see that episode where they were dissecting manatees?!)

"South Park" goes in cycles....they never really lose that sense of subversion, tho. The latest season is quite good....

I saw the massive shadows Of sharp mountains at sunset, And they said to me, "In minutes, we will be dead. But as we move in fractal grace, Long jagged thoughts Will spread across your mind To live another day."

Disregard that last one. I like this better: I saw the massive shadows Of sharp mountains at sunset. They said to me, "In minutes, we will be dead. But as we move in fractal grace, Long jagged thoughts Will spread across your mind To live another day."

Haiku. We* want a haiku. Or an haiku, maybe. I can't remember which. Either will do. *That is a royal "we". I come from a monarchy and I'm allowed to use it. It's in the rule book.

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Fickle feline calls. I jump to comply, of course. You sit...you get bit!

grunting anal sex antigone's best intent puddles in litter

grunting anal sex antigone's best intent puddles in NATE'S ASS

in february, as a response to numerous annoying emails sent by people who misplaced their pencils, and one woman who wanted to inform the people that ordered girl scout cookies from her little sister [but didn't want to bother looking up 5 individual address so she sent email to like 500 people,] i started sending messages in haiku to the entire school through global email i addressed one to my friend david and he replied [also to the rest of the school] we got like 30 responses before someone figured out that they were haiku and we were fucking around keep your puddles to yourselves

No ode to my legs scalding hot ass fuck descends Bad boy Antigone

so sorry feline that was not a haiku but please try again!

don't be too hasty irony properly used: line 2 seven beats

what the fuck you say? line two should have seven beats but line three had six.

1) that 2) was 3) not 4) a 5) hai 6) ku sound familiar? (dude. i think she thinks the final "e" in antigone is silent. /snicker )

poking fun at an improper haiku is not nice. carry on, sah!

this morning sober one finger new hand is six that is good funny

what was that, nate-o? this board tastes extremely strange watch labyrinth much. sister getting a drivers' licence tomorrow. run run run run ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!

large, tough, and hairy their siren song calls to me: gorilla buttocks

that could be a short parody of a beatles song, droopy: let it be.

oh! uncle harry pissing in the bath! whoa-hoa! pissing in the bath!* *an actual song by the living end.

oh how i love you, haiku haiku toodeloo... ...ev'ry cow says moo.

My upper lip is trembling. Like a nervous twitch. Except...never mind.

what? a post! tell me, don't say never mind. it will guarantee int'rest.

Oops, I only meant to find some words to fill the seven syllables.

yes she hides today turtle shell spider come play shake lip timid nay

He was made of wood Pinocchio found this out his hand was on fire.

Firewater, I love your psychopharmacolo- gy. Bite me, Patrick. Note: 1) "Fire" is one syllable. 2) I mean you no offense, Patrick. It just fit nicely.

i ....like lenny bruce, never understood such invitations as "bite me", "eat me" and "fuck you". as these are all things i would do with pleasure. i love to bite.

satan's severed head! Satan's severed head! Right Said Fred! Right Said Fred! Alive Undead! Alive Undead!

You can bite my fingers.

one day...this hippy school that often rides the same afternoon bus as I...with the old-school hippy bus driver mike....well, we see each other all the time so we talk and whatnot. i even suspected she may have had a crush on me...but i cant be sure, its really of no consequence. Anyway, she and her tea head friends often ride the bus just to hang with mike, so they will ride it around and around and around. When approaching my stop...she got up and grabbed the bars and blocked my way...got all cutsey and said "why do you have to leave? you always leave...hang with us" etc etc. so, i was waiting for her to move out of my way, and but she didnt. her forearm was right in front of my face, holding the overheard bar, blocking my path...so i bit her arm.

Oh, my! Then what happened?

she let me off...flirted more in coming days and then graduated high school. i havent seen her since, but mike the hippy bus driver is on assigment elsewhere for a while, when he comes back...she'll probably ride the bus from time to time just to hang, mike is the kinda guy all the kids like. (i meant to say hippy "schoolgirl" up there)

Ode to Cat's legs: your legs are most fair but they do not quite compare to your derriere

what does it matter on the haiku's last stanza Antigone makes six? The name is so grande that the line should be enlarged to fit the ego

ego ego ego ego ego "i am the walrus" said the beatles. john is dead.

ego ego two syllables tap desk see self haiku master mad

Ah but you, Anti-gone must always rhyme with pantie. Hack ewe, fuck you Nate.

ah yes, fuck you nate i hear that all of the time i suck

o fuck you you ass you only think that you suck o fuck you you ass

suck fuck lick kiss Blow! hips tits lips dicks butt dimples whips chains nun's wimples.

genital herpes warty oozing gash galore smells like taco bell

amphetamine lunch earwigs eating my muffin my heart is beating crawling blueberries you didn't mind yesterday you gonna eat that?

no, i was planning on it, but your words, awful, grossed me out. sorry about the ten syllable first line, i wish i had thought, oops.

just writing sentence fragments that happen to fit ain't a haiku, folks...

Each line is one thought. The middle line gives a pause... ...then a swift ending!

ya. you guys write shitty haiku. and it should be about grasshoppers and oceans and crap. shape up.

i, in the ocean must have ate grasshopper lunch. they float in my crap.

Bad mean Heather. The kids were just having fun.

Basho (1644-1694) Winter seclusion: Once again I will lean against This post. First winter rain: The monkey also seems To want a small straw cloak. Issa (1763-1827) For you fleas too, The night must be long, It must be lonely. Striking the fly, I hit also A flowering plant. The autumn storm; A prostitute shack, At 24 cents a time. Shiki (1866-1902) The dead body Of a trodden-on crab, This autumn morning Etsujin. Covered with the flowers, Instantly I'd like to die In this dream of ours!

must be 5-7-5 when spoken in japanese? "Haiku is a very short poetic form, consisting of three lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables each, and must have a special word which evokes the season. It is probably the shortest poetic form in the world, and its development is native to Japan, with no influence from either the West or China. The poet must be concise because of the brevity, while concentrating deep spiritual understanding into the poem. The haiku poet usually takes up the changes of nature which have impressed him in order to express the intangible world of the spirit."

fuck that. haiku any damn way you want, about ass, splooge, amphetemine lunch breaks or what have you.

you've been bad but no one knows it fly with angles

a wonderful sand- wich: bagel, egg and gouda; toast- ed to perfection.

Satan's severed head, I wrote a tale of every day. Satan's severed head chewed it up and made it go astray. Satan's severed head, you packed it up too soon! Satan's severed head reads it all, gets all nostalgic and shit, and barks out a new tune.

Satan' s Severed Head, Bake it in a pie. Make the crust so flaky Decorate it with an eye. When the pie is opened, The mouth begins to sing, Isn't Satan's Severed Head Just the thing? Pop it in the oven, Make it good and hot Satan's Severed Head Always hits the spot. Serve it on a platter, Eat it with a fork. Satan's Severed Head: Eat it in New York.

Satan' s Severed Head, Bake it in a pie. Make the crust so flaky Decorate it with an eye. When the pie is opened, The mouth begins to sing, Isn't Satan's Severed Head Just the thing? Pop it in the oven, Make it good and hot Satan's Severed Head Always hits the spot. Serve it on a platter, Eat it with a fork. Satan's Severed Head: Eat it in New York.

I am so sorry. I have forgotten how to do this. Senility begets repetition.

relax. it was worth reading twice.

sounds like good ol' punk rock lyrics.

don't go, sheila!

yes!

alas....the haiku satan's severed head sprouting susutake pole dons tourist pamphlets

You cut off his head and thought it would've died but it hopped up on your scooter and yelled "Take me for a ride!" "Take me for a ride!" "Take me for a ride!"

pustules of joy Civil War reenactments in butter sculpture True Love

Penile Implant - been out of commision. Down with the down and fuck all the clowns. Eat a donkey cock with the twisted yellow dildo-douche. Munch the frantic waves of unalterable self-defeces. Unh.

spoo

jus passin troo.

I just heard they found Satan's Severed head in the back of a vault in the Iraqi Museum.

no,no,that was just a look-a-like.

Satan's severed head, I came to visit the past. Satan's severed head recognizes the instant nature of time, expressing it in an ass blast. Satan's severed head, you want I beat you? Satan's severed head shudders and contemplates the terrifying epic haiku.

repenting for tossing Chupra down the crapper? will satan's severed head stop making me listen to Coldplay and dreaming about fucking my neighbor that doesnt exist?

awesome!!!! from the tree view, it looks like i went back in time to post before and after you tiggy. Satan's Severed Head at work AND HOW!

Satan's Severed Head wore a Pearl Necklace.

Satan's severed head... blew me.

Worm Hole,you came on line ,bought same time as i did,come back and sing to me.

I surprised my gynocologist, with Satans Severed Head.

I can't believe I defined haiku up there. What a dork. Satan's severed head Made me call in sick today Ibuprofin now.

Satan was a head, no, he was severed, well, he was a severed head, but he was still... SA-TAAANN!!!! SA-TAAANNN!!!!

WELL ,PON MY WORD,DO WE ALL MISS THE SEVERED HEAD OR WHAT?If you want it ,lets get back into it,right?

But for Gods sake,dont wake up the trolls.

Woke up,got out of bed,then I saw the severed head,ran downstairs and drank a cup and looking up I noticed I was late.Found my coat and grabbed my hat made the bus in seconds flat.Found my way upstairs and had a smoke severed head spoke and I went into a dream.I'd love to turn you on.

called in sick again fiery pit in my stomach panic attack comes

J,are you and me the only members of Sgnt.Peppers Lonly Hearts Club Band?

No sweetpea,we are in the Sargent Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band,it's wonderful to see you.I'd like to take you home with us.I get high with a little help from my friends,what do you see when you turn off the lights?He I see spurs that jingle,jangle jingal. Gonna get high with a little help from my friends.

Satan's Severed Head puts the lotion on.

J,shit man,you must do allmost as much vodka as i do,[no disrespect,]and yes, i agree were All in Sgnt. Peppers Lonly Hearts Club Band,yet Heros in owr own ways.

I do loves me booze.

j,so do i,but whats the state of our livers?

Altered or pre-cirrhosis.

This steak im eating right now must be about the same consistancy.

If that steak is anything like our livers,it's going to make you sick.

And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving slow Go ask Satan,I think he'll know When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's "off with Satan's head!" Remember what the dormouse said: "Feed Satan's severed head,feed his head,feed that head!!!!

J,I just hope one day,in some bar in America,we get to meet up and split 1 or 2 or 3 bots of 40 percent RUSSIAN VODKA together,we do tend to think alike,allthough with your o.k. i,d like to invite along Eri and Hal?

I'm all for the vodka so long as I am not paying for it (in cash, I am sure I will pay in other ways).

Invite us all sweetcheeks,Sorabji fest Costa Rica,cause your rich can you pay our bill?We would probably kiss yor ass.

J,of course id pay the bill,talking of fests,im off to a WITCHFEST in south London.I dont no what to expect on the eight of November,but its going to be interesting,there will even be a member of the CROWLY family.If there is drink there i hope its not blood.

If it is,tell them your allergic and can only drink vodka.

J,thats a good one.

Its a ticket only do,but i am altering my diary to accommodate this amazing WITCHFEST.

Post pictures if it gets kinky.

J,will do.

To stare at the world. If it looks back at me now Will eye see the I?

crap. I should've posted that Hasselhoff link here! *slaps own head*

I really want to see this movie. http://adaywithoutamexican.com/index1.htm

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Thanks for the link to "A Day Without a Mexican," J. That looks like something my dad would really like.

...or Clint Eastwood...in "For a few dollers more"...myself,i have no problems with hot,sweaty Mexicans with 3 days growth of beard...kinda cool...in a Mexican sort of way...gold teeth and stubble,sounds like v.v. at the weekend...

i don't know who would willingly wear hasselhoff's head?

Satan's severed head, Sarah invoked the beast. Satan's severed head awoke from his slumber, seeing the evil in the world increased. Satan's severed head, is nothing beyond his reach? Satan's severed head sighs and contemplates the lovely color peach!

satan's severed head yes satan's severed head yes satan's severed head yes satan's severed head yes satan's severed head yes satan's severed head yes satan's severed head yes chupacabra?

CHUPACABRA!

going out on Friday night with Satan's severed head and what i want to know is why everyone has fled? it's just the right accessory bar hopping is never dull my friend here would like a drink he'll have a vodka and red bull better make it a double it's getting late but we're not done bartender! we'll have a rum and coke then boogie til the sun comes up two-steppin' at the broken spoke come here give me a kiss naughty Satan's severed head we're both a little tipsy now what if we end up in bed?

You'll get some head?

Antigone, I might get myself a conehead. LOL.

Satan's severed head, a grackle chews the noose Satan's severed head, no chance he'll work the damn thing loose... Satan's severed head, by now should there be some regret? Satan's severed head, for chrissakes don't fret, it's just a poem, you fuck.

Satan's severed head, a decade gone away! Satan's severed head should have a lot to say... Satan's severed head, you sit without a word? Satan's severed head's silence reminds me that, in the end, we become one with the galactic turd.

what if...what if Satan's severed head is Dr. Pepper?!?

eating (drinking) canned peaches directly from the jar is like a cross between sucking dick and eating pussy. and, well, eating canned peaches. eating (drinking) Satan's severed head directly from the jar is like a cross between sucking dick and eating pussy. and, well, eating Satan's severed head. eating (drinking) canned peaches directly from Satan's severed head is like a cross between sucking dick and eating pussy. and, well, eating canned peaches. eating (drinking) canned peaches directly from the jar is like a cross between sucking Satan's severed head and eating pussy. and, well, eating canned peaches. eating (drinking) canned peaches directly from the jar is like a cross between sucking dick and eating Satan's severed head. and, well, eating canned peaches. eating (drinking) Satan's severed head directly from Satan's severed head is like a cross between sucking Satan's severed head and eating Satan's severed head. and, well, eating Satan's severed head.

I saw satan's severed head just there lying in my bed I'm not well he said. But still he wasn't dead. Goddam where his head bled.... made my sheets a putrid red.

Satan's severed head, a seemingly misplaced word? Satan's severed head reminds me of April the 3rd. Satan's severed head, will Mandelbrot save you now? Satan's severed head has waited a fortnight, yet still won't eat the big black cow!

I am tossing out something that I don't want any more: Men underwear and tank top, so I am wearing panties and Lady camisole. It is the hormone level that's affecting me......

The ms mysteries of pepper. Neverending.

l.m.a.o! That's wasn't me. You got it all wrong.

satan's severed head: nearly overpowers the sweet taste of candy.

M: awesome! what's in the box? me: if you can't guess, i'm not telling. M: COOKIES. me: nope. M: THE HEAD OF THE DISCO KING? me: close. satan's severed head. M: sweet. i'll add it to my collection.

too much smoke on bbq can't be good for you. Belching smoke for a day now. It was so strong didn't eat it all. Toxic I wonder? Like halloween candy...

Satan's severed head got down on one knee on this Valentine's Day gave a ring to me but why would i buy the bloody meat when i get the head for free?

Satan's severed head The cheese that aims to please A lightly milky discharge With every raspy wheeze You smell it in the kitchen It's wafting in the yard But every time you look for it You miss it like a 'tard Now pardon me my dearies I must go chase a cat Forget your silly theories It ain't nuthin' like that!

Satan's severed head nobody else can compare on the eve of day of the dead zombies and goblins beware