three of my favorite films pt. 1

Steve Martin is seriously one of my creative heroes. I think I might do a blog dedicated to him with an essay or something like that.

peeeeace

new poem

Kenny's Valentine

yeah i fucked her like 2 months ago or some shit and she kept callin and callin until finally i was like look bitch whats done is done so go find someone else to fuck

you NASTY SLUT BITCH but anyway like

3 days ago or some shit i heard that bitch tried to off herself with a shitload of her moms xannies and some beer or some shit and so they had to pump her stomach and send her to the hospital and all that so yeah

shes alive now and i know shes gonna keep buggin me so sometimes i wish she took bunch more benzos and a bunch more beer and sometimes i wish she never woke up and sometimes

i wish that stupid fucking bitch was dead

where I live.

new poem

To Jason

your stepfather,
the fifth grade science teacher,
treated your mother very, very
badly

so eventually her eyes became so bruised
she started wearing these jumbo-sized
sunglasses, the ones from Jewel-Osco,
and her friend Beth, the only one left,
would ask your mother daily,

"Susan, what's with the sunglasses?",

and your mother would just lie and
we'd just get high in the attic
while your mother and stepfather would fight

until one night
when the police pulled up
to your house and your stepfather,
the fifth grade science teacher,
was gone for good and

we drank the rest of his beer
and like three years later I heard
you went to prison
for possesion so

I hope you don't get raped.

new poem

Julia, 1st Period Algebra

waytoostonedwaytoowaytoowaytoostoned

too stoned to bone least im not thinkin bout you when im this high

so high in da sky superfly butterfly NINJA 4-LIFE

and fuck da haterz and don't show this to anyone tomorrow youarewaytoofuckingstonedfuckingidiot just stop writing stop it cant stop it stop this no ones gonna stop this fag! uggggh

hehe

<3

JuJuBEE

new poem

A History of Kenny

I
said its in my past,

I
am no
longer a
sex object
for my Uncle

Bert

and the
Buddies

Bert

drinks beer with.

No.

Now
I am different,
not a Sex Object
or a

Sperm Vacuum

like

Bert

and the
Buddies

Bert

drinks beer with

say I am.

No.

Now
I am a different person not
as a slave,

as a Vacuum
for the sperm
of

Bert

and the
Buddies

Bert

drinks beer with.

No.

Now
I am just me,
just fine being
the king of my neighborhood.

Now
my name is

Special K
so I hope you respect that.

I hope you do not decide to FUCK with

Special K

because

Special K

will FUCK your shit up and leave you and your

WHOLE FUCKING FAMILY

either
dead or injured seriously.

You see,

either way,

it doesn't truly matter

to

me,

to

Special K,

king of the

motherfucking jungle.

new poem

"Nathan, Age 11"

fuck school

fuck you

fuck faggots

fuck bitches

fuck stupid faggot bitches

bitches love me

I fucked your mom

I fucked all your moms moms

okay

just

two rules

be chill

act cool.