CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
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you should have appreciated it more at the itme
idiot
duh
jdil not like now
now it's just the waiting game
waiting for jesus to return and save you
or death
one of them
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__________
minimilist poems below
_________
pain
death
hitler
hope?
no
pain
death
hitler
all
___________
good minimilist poemn
another one next week
now for a miniamilsit (I can't spell anymoter) play
___________--
(There is a duck on stage. A man walks on and calmly and thorougly stomps it to death.)
Man: That duck? That was you. That was all of you. You're all on my boot. You stupid fucking whores. Paying money to see this. Fuick you all. Especailly the girls. Fuck them extra hard. RAPE THEM. There, I said it. I broke a taboo. Aren't I the edgy minimalist play director? No. I'm just a fucking tosser. And that duck? It was the last duck on Earth. Aliens just landed and killed all the other ducks. You fucking chumps.
(He walks off. A woman with huge tits jumps onto the stage.)
Woman: OH MY GOD, THAT WASN'T IN THE SCRIPT! HE KILLED THE DUCK! THAT WAS THE CENTREPIECE! THAT WAS THE WHOLE PLAY! THAT WAS AN ALLEGORY FOR SICK CHILDREN! AND HE KILLED IT. THE BASTARD. WHAT NOW? WHAT NOW! AAAAAAAAAH! Calm down. Calm down. You can do this. You can win them back. All you have to do is...get your huge fucking tits out. What? No. But I don't want to. YES YOU DO. Ah, the voices in my head are making me do it. For I am bipolar. And bisexual. I love girls and their lips. Vaginal lips, that is. I'm so bi. I love cock too though. And its cock lips. Oh God. Just shut up and get your tits out. GET THEM OUT FOR THE LADS.
(The whips her tits out, but then a shot rings out and she falls to the ground.)
Woman: He shot me! He shot me in the neck! Can't...can't move...paralysed...oh no, he's coming!
(The man comes back, dressed as Santa Claus.)
Man: HO HO HO, TIME TO RAPE A HO!
Fin
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Beautfiul tragic work!
you should have appreciated it more at the itme
idiot
duh
jdil not like now
now it's just the waiting game
waiting for jesus to return and save you
or death
one of them
jfdasljjjjjjjjjjjj
__________
minimilist poems below
_________
pain
death
hitler
hope?
no
pain
death
hitler
all
___________
good minimilist poemn
another one next week
now for a miniamilsit (I can't spell anymoter) play
___________--
(There is a duck on stage. A man walks on and calmly and thorougly stomps it to death.)
Man: That duck? That was you. That was all of you. You're all on my boot. You stupid fucking whores. Paying money to see this. Fuick you all. Especailly the girls. Fuck them extra hard. RAPE THEM. There, I said it. I broke a taboo. Aren't I the edgy minimalist play director? No. I'm just a fucking tosser. And that duck? It was the last duck on Earth. Aliens just landed and killed all the other ducks. You fucking chumps.
(He walks off. A woman with huge tits jumps onto the stage.)
Woman: OH MY GOD, THAT WASN'T IN THE SCRIPT! HE KILLED THE DUCK! THAT WAS THE CENTREPIECE! THAT WAS THE WHOLE PLAY! THAT WAS AN ALLEGORY FOR SICK CHILDREN! AND HE KILLED IT. THE BASTARD. WHAT NOW? WHAT NOW! AAAAAAAAAH! Calm down. Calm down. You can do this. You can win them back. All you have to do is...get your huge fucking tits out. What? No. But I don't want to. YES YOU DO. Ah, the voices in my head are making me do it. For I am bipolar. And bisexual. I love girls and their lips. Vaginal lips, that is. I'm so bi. I love cock too though. And its cock lips. Oh God. Just shut up and get your tits out. GET THEM OUT FOR THE LADS.
(The whips her tits out, but then a shot rings out and she falls to the ground.)
Woman: He shot me! He shot me in the neck! Can't...can't move...paralysed...oh no, he's coming!
(The man comes back, dressed as Santa Claus.)
Man: HO HO HO, TIME TO RAPE A HO!
Fin
)______________-
Beautfiul tragic work!
