I saw this on TV last night and just about passed out from laughing. Think of this as an addendum to the man-hug video from yesterday. Enjoy!
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"And I am a writer, writer of fictions / I am the heart that you call home / And I've written pages upon pages / trying to rid you from my bones..." -- "The Engine Driver" by The Decemberists
About Me
- Dave
- A recovering "slacker lit-geek," now trying to make good on all that untapped potential he kept hearing about.
friends who care for me
in beds in little rooms
bones beneath my skin
beneath the dust and love
ain't this position familiar
it's 4:30 a.m. on a tuesday
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- Knock, knock.
- Okay, ONE last thing.
- Peath Out.
- What-What-WHAAAAAT????!??!?!?!?!?!?
- New Blog Game: Literary Band Bios
- Bored and Busy
- Tagged! : Food Meme
- Programming Information and More Movie Reviews
- "When you leave, I will follow / Anywhere that you...
- PBB Movie Review: "28 Weeks Later"
- Comic Relief.
- Poetry Corner
- Son of "The PBB Cool Ten!"
- [everybody here thinks he needs you.]
- Video Essay
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