If you were born in the early 1900s and did not watch the movie "Little Nemo: Adventures in Slumberland" you had no childhood. Disney and Nickelodeon combined could not even surmount the awesome art and trippy dreams from that movie. Ray Bradbury even had a part in writing the film adaptation.
Wait, what? Film ADAPTATION? Implying it was something else?
Yes, thats right, motherfucker. Beleive it or not, Little Nemo has been around for over 110 years!
If youve read up this far, you might be interested. Otherwise you never saw little nemo or you were too old, like the college guy who hears everyone talking about POKEMANZ and THEN tries to get into it. But us nostalgia junkies should know what im talking about. (Like for example, do you remember how back in the second grade, your class would take a day out of the month, push all the desks together and spend the day reading? Like pretty much every school in California did this.) Aw, nostalgia.
So thats what im feeling here. I came across the Little Nemo Comic "strips" from 1905 by Windsor Mckay.
http://www.comicstriplibrary.org/display/111

A poem i wrote for Above the Influence.

http://www.abovetheinfluence.com/speak/words.aspx
I have a good time writing poems that obviously wont get submitted. Lets post some heart-felt stories about 'a friends' drug addiction!
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I still remember the cry of our 3 year old baby girl
The way she screamed when her face
Delved into the concrete because she was high.
Why did you do this to her?
All she wanted was another hit from a pipe.
And I saw an empty shell of who she once was
Who YOU once were.
You might have felt good for the moment
But the dope made you a monster
and I dont know how to save your soul.
As for the child she is bound
In dope's harmful grasp
Addicted
And I remember
All she wanted was another hit.

Today, i made up the most offensive joke ever but it makes so much sense at the very end.

Read or don't, its just improvised content. Keep in mind im not bent on sac-religion all the time. Im just wierd thinking this is funny. You probably dont.

So the Pope and Mohammad are double teamin some dumb slut, when all of a sudden, some woman walks by and flashes her pinky out. Mohammad sees this and is
offended because he is middle eastern, and genetically they have the world's smallest genetalia. So he throws the woman aside, and says "You bitch! You think youre like, so fucking funny. Thats not very cool, you know." Then the pope pulls out of the slut hes fuckin and spills his seed on the floor. Now there's few things both the Pope and Mohammad probably agree. Things like abortion, masturbation, or issues, say, like when your fucking some dumb slut you must impregnate her.
So Mohammad ignores the woman, and cuts off the popes hands, relieving the pope of sin and getting Mohammad his pride back.
See, coming to an agreement between two incongruent assertions has always proven itself as the best way to solve a conflict.

The princess is my sanity.

I always have tried to follow the paths of our fictional heroes, such as Mario. But
the problem was, I had no bowser. I, myself, was my own bowser. What
do you do when the monster you wish to fight is inside yourself? Does
nintendos allegory still apply?
When does the fine line between this delusion and reality become evident? Drugs helped mario fight the monster within himself, but is this true in physical nature? Drugs are perhaps the answer, I say to myself while sipping a tall can and hitting a pipe. But why? The monster inside me has no nagging threat. After all, its not like I have a princess to save, nor do I want to save the princess. Im too fucked up for that, the contradiction being i must keep this monster inside of me. Or it will be me, who will end up staying inside.

420 #2

This one I did before 4/20/2009. IMO, you should read 420 #1 first because theres a reason theyre sequels somewhat.
-------Just remembering what it was like when you FIRST started smoking weed. It was fucking awesome. But you didnt know what the fuck to do, did you? Enjoy.
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420 #1

I finished this on 4/20/08 when I was 16. Two kids, Jeff and David, come across a pot genie who grants them one weed-related wish.


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CAPTCHA shortcut on *chan.

So when CAPTCHA asks you for two words, it will only verify one. Usually it is the clearer one. For the other ambiguous word, just type "NIGGERS." Anything would work really but its safe using NIGGERS.

Song lyrics that lack Subordinating Conjunctions.

im doing a project in English Writing, making a presentation about subordinating conjunctions. If you dont know, its a word that links two phrases so that one depends on the other.  Like, "It is cold out here BECAUSE it is windy."

Im doing something funny for the presentation.  I have some ideas for terrible song lyrics that need a conjunction to make sense. For example you have two clauses: "They see me rollin" "they hatin'". For it to make sense you would say "BECAUSE they see me rollin, they're hatin'."  

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"He was a skater boy. She said see you later boy." ---> "BECAUSE he was a skater boy, she said see you later boy."

"Woke up at about noon. Just thought that i had to be in compton soon."---> "WHEN i woke up at about noon, i just thought I had to be in Compton soon."

"I dont need permission. I make my own decisions."--->"As if i dont need permission, i make my own decisions."

"I know you love me. I know you care."--->"AFTER i know you love me, I'll know you care."
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So ideas?

He was a skater boy. She said “see you later, boy.”

He was a skater boy. She said “see you later, boy.”

He was a skater boy. She said “see you later, boy.”

He was a skater boy. She said “see you later, boy.”

He was a skater boy. She said “see you later, boy.”