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If you cum in your pants while you hear some songs/bruits, don't worry, it happens to my platypuss everytime I play He'ssoOld.
So good luck with your pets and pants.
Yan sucks my "Mother"'s big, fat, juiciously hairy balls.
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Love my Donkey people!!!:
There's music and then there's bruits. Released from my rotten, semi-functionnal brain, they come to you in a jumble of uncrapalicious, juiced-up beats. This is not for the narrow-minded, or the fragile of heart. And if your bowels release due to some songs, please send me notice. I've been trying to incorporate the Brown Noise in a compo. Sweet pungent smells of odourless sounds are refracted trough my Donkey's ass, within an arms lenght. Cuz if you loose control on your Donkey's ass, your screwed. So please enjoy my sorta-songs, and send me your comments. You might also appreciate Bob'n'Rufus and Uphobic. Both have new pages on soundclick. Share your proctorific ideas qith the world, ya cu
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Come Join Us In Our StrangeWorld, We've Been Expecting You...
www.strangefire.ning.com
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:: posted by Strangefire on Tue Apr 29, 2008 @ 01:33 PM
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Troublesome children education tips:
Tip one; easy moralities for car trips.
When the fart lady woke, she said: 'bless thee who cares to come when i blow.'
When the semen lady woke, she said: 'bless thee who pins me with rewards.'
When the turd lady opened her eyes, she said: 'Won't you cunts shut up, i'm trying to sleep.'
So you see, my son, this is why mommy is so unpredictable.
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:: posted by lommognon on Wed Mar 19, 2008 @ 11:49 PM
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Hey)))! 
Just dropping by to wish a great week.
How are you?
All the best from Germany
Nandoo
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:: posted by C-Unit on Mon Feb 25, 2008 @ 05:27 PM
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[last edited on Fri Nov 23, 2007 @ 01:54 AM] I farted in a bottle, and carried it to the sun god.
I tought it would be perceived as a nice gift, a little odorous souvenir from his fellow men.
I tought he might even share the wiff, question of thanking me for the hand.
He did not do anything of the above. Not a single wozzomboonkan. He just opened the bottle and the gas went into flames. I was roasted but he was all right; he looked at me and said: I don't understand the gasses that are coming out of your ass. I had been enlightened to the third degree.
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:: posted by lommognon on Fri Nov 23, 2007 @ 01:53 AM
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Respectez vos frenchkissing poltergeists, f***. Pourquoi? Pis avec combien de laitue, ... faque ben ... ça pue plus que la raie de ta blonde. Grand comme un sourd-muet, sur du charcoal vif, ...y doit avoir une switch, câwlisse!!!
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:: posted by D.U.G.U.Y. on Tue Jun 12, 2007 @ 04:42 AM
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Please try not to use your car to listen to these bruits, unless you are too drunk to drive, they may cause your foot to stomp for no apparent reason.
Please don't drink and drive, and be nice to each other?!!!
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:: posted by D.U.G.U.Y. on Sun May 20, 2007 @ 06:06 PM
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[last edited on Sun May 20, 2007 @ 03:16 AM] Kill the time with a chainsaw rather than a knife, cuz it makes so much more bruits.
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:: posted by D.U.G.U.Y. on Sun May 20, 2007 @ 12:42 AM
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Uphobic
These guys are INSANE, they need help.
GUNK
Like fuckin' New York... man...stie...
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