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Ep 446: Flipper Babies


“May 21st, 2011, go fuck yourself.”

Yay, it’s a monday show. Today is Friday. I like how as soon as I get the show notes all caught up, more appear that I have to do. It’s a never ending cycle of a coming to an end person. Podcasting some life into a dark void and then listening to see what comes back. I’m sorry, I don’t return, I enter. I get shit done then I leave, feeling like a million bucks trying to eat a dollar lunch. Times are tough after all. It’s better to conserve, or scramble those words over easy and converse. I exhale words through a gnarled jaw and yellow teeth, on the breath of a dragon. It’s a good thing your ears don’t smell. That’s right, I’m the Robin Williams of this rap shit. Remember, it doesn’t have to make sense if it sounds good. We have walking talking never ending story narrating living dead proof of that. Well, proof of concept anyways. The proof of concept for the truth that haunts us is aloof at constant speeds trying to get away from our wants and needs. It’s for our own good they say, tail turned running into the windy sunset. I’m just here trying to keep all of my songs as true as possible for as long as I can. Thank you.

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