Richard is a fascinating undersea creature. I
mean the world to him, obviously. Besides me,
some of his other interests include the pursuit of
his ever revoked, ever reinstated jew-card and
seeing his pilot (involving a drunk unicorn) to
fruition. Also, Richard can tell you exactly what to
do in order to simulate a pull-out-all-the-stops
Friday night Manhattan - without ever leaving your
apartment. It involves pyrotechnics and tequila.
For oft when on my couch i lie in vacant or in
pensive mood, i think upon richard engaging in
self-flagellation while singing "ooh eee ooh aaah
aaah" and this, this my friends is the bliss of
solitude.
Once there was a kid named Richardo
Ricardo. We liked to refer to him as
Red Rocket... I'm not sure why. One
day, he walked in on me taking a shit.
I felt a little embarrassed, but then
he just grunted and said, "You gonnna
eat that?" Very, very odd.
Whiskey Mouse is my dog and I love the
kid even though he always stole my
brauds away, but he's the whiskey
mouse so who can blame the charm that
mystifies the girlies...
HI BABE
glad to see you finally mention ME in
your status. It's been like a year,
like HELLO!? ABout time you stop with
the LADIES.... sheesh. make me some pie.
to me, richard is composed of a little
bit of a lot of things: part early 90's
waif model, part genious hermit, part
frat boy, part warhol, part poet......i'll
never forget the days of the purple
cave.....much luv
Once when we were drunk, Richard
knocked over this homeless guy and
pooped on his head. That kind of
freaked me out, he was just so
satisfied with himself. But other than
that, and a few other things, he is a
pretty cool guys
My mother was a pool shark and my father was an Abrams M1A1
tank. I was raised on pastrami sandwiches and
stories about robots making trillions by betraying
their own creators.
Who I Want to Meet:
People from the north coast of France, preferably from
places on the water where, occaisionally and quite
accidentaly, someone discovers an unexploded landmine from
WW II in their back yard or under their beach towel.
People with a sense of arbitrary and ever impending doom.
mean the world to him, obviously. Besides me,
some of his other interests include the pursuit of
his ever revoked, ever reinstated jew-card and
seeing his pilot (involving a drunk unicorn) to
fruition. Also, Richard can tell you exactly what to
do in order to simulate a pull-out-all-the-stops
Friday night Manhattan - without ever leaving your
apartment. It involves pyrotechnics and tequila.
pensive mood, i think upon richard engaging in
self-flagellation while singing "ooh eee ooh aaah
aaah" and this, this my friends is the bliss of
solitude.
does indeed just jump into your bed on a
random Thursday night.
How lucky can a girl get?!
Ricardo. We liked to refer to him as
Red Rocket... I'm not sure why. One
day, he walked in on me taking a shit.
I felt a little embarrassed, but then
he just grunted and said, "You gonnna
eat that?" Very, very odd.
kid even though he always stole my
brauds away, but he's the whiskey
mouse so who can blame the charm that
mystifies the girlies...
some other things. He's very
knowledgeable about meat.
glad to see you finally mention ME in
your status. It's been like a year,
like HELLO!? ABout time you stop with
the LADIES.... sheesh. make me some pie.
bit of a lot of things: part early 90's
waif model, part genious hermit, part
frat boy, part warhol, part poet......i'll
never forget the days of the purple
cave.....much luv
knocked over this homeless guy and
pooped on his head. That kind of
freaked me out, he was just so
satisfied with himself. But other than
that, and a few other things, he is a
pretty cool guys
people in all of NYC. Maybe even the
whole wide world... But then again,
NYC is the whole wide world.