homosapien potion
creates nuclear explosion
mutants appear out into the clear
see their face; what a disgrace
tears roll off from a disfigured chin
how on earth do you operate an extra limb?

I'm not amused maybe I'm used
to your abuse lets use a noose
to kill these two, i'll start with you
then move on to you
just test me
why don't you just test me
multiple choice, just test me
pass with flying colors
you just cut yours
why'd you just cut yours?
red lines on your wrist
white dust on my nose
blue are my eyes
missing some soul
i'm just messy
i'm not clean
just dirty
you can't clean me
don't want to be clean
we're all happy
just happy

Pop a bitch
Like the Green Grinch
On Christmas Day
Drinking Henness'ay'
You're so gay you lay in the hay
with another man
His name is Jackie Chan
He brings the Japan back to the palm of your hand
as you lick his dick for nothing but a NICK-LE
PIMP-LE on the side of your mouth or is it
HERP-ES? Does it hurt to pee??
Then it could be ghoneria
I'd rather have diarrhea if it were up to me.

Your blood is sour like lemons
Your flesh is thicker than wood
Your love is colder than ice cream
Your kindness is deeper buried than corpses
Your sympathy is shittier than shit
Your face makes me sicker than canned cheese
Your kiss reminds me of buckleys
The only difference is it tastes bad, and it doesnt work

Metalheads unite
Gonna be a rowdy night
Got some beer on my shirt
Guess thats better than some dirt
Let your hair down
Rock the shit out of this town

You hear me Tipper Gore?
Fuck your such a whore
How about you Parental Advise my dick tonight?

Bitch.

who are you today?
couldn't look me in the eyes
cant tell me the truth
the truth of your lies

who am i today?
tried to look you in the eyes
tried to tell you the truth
but i'm drowned in my own lies

we, we're running in circles again
running a race against a clock
in a world with no time for us
no time for our bullshit
no time for our games

and i dont blame them

waiting for judgement day
to be judged of our crimes
to hear the fire burning
to see the sun blind

you'll be the one to burn
i'll be the one to blind
we will be the ones who's shamed
the world will laugh at our problems

and i wont blame them
i wont blame them

Brain gravy
Stop looking at me
Keep on sliding down the wall
You wont get my sympathy
Brain gravy all over my face
Drip down to my lips
Such a distinctive taste
Go back in time when you were whole
Sitting on the couch, smoking a bowl
You laugh, you think your holier than thou
But guess what, who's laughing now?
I've got me a 12-gauge shotgun
Pointed right at your face
Bow bitch, fucking bow!!
-BANG-
Brain gravy paint my walls
Could have some trouble selling now

He rides the lightning
Oh so frightening
Climb into your mothers bed

Watch you sleeping
No more dreaming
Only nightmares in your head

No more laughing
Lots of gasping
Your goddamn soul is dead

Hop onto his lightning ride
Your guaranteed one hellish ride

We are God's Creeps.
Lurking around this vile street.
Evil doesn't find us, we find evil.
Bow down to the dark lords feet.
He is the one that will praise your sins.
He is the one that will prey for your sins.
Bow, bow your head kid.

When I killed you, It was like I was in the eye of a tornado.
There was no movement, no sound.
Everything was in a daze.
The only feeling I felt was the uncanny feeling of being caught red handed. Literally.
Your blood was already starting to dry on my skin.
I start to wonder how hard it will be to wash off.
You have already stained my carpet, now you have to stain my skin? Asshole.

They'll burn you
I'll take you home
I'll sprinkle you on my eggs
Eat you with a side of bacon
Wash you down with no-pulp orange juice
I will digest you
I'll release you
Now you truly are a pice of shit

I am in the basement of a funeral home.
Standing in the doorway leading to the crematory
I smell the stench of your lies.
Not even the propane can cover it up.
I smile to myself, knowing they are slowly burning into ashes

He asks her name, I answer with eagerness.
Sally, I say.
I start fidgeting, I break out into a sweat
I cannot wait any longer
The process seems to be dragging on forever.

Just when I thought I couldn't wait another minute
The time finally came.
They returned you in a urn
I took you home
It was hard to take my eyes off you the whole ride
My body was so eager.

I placed you on the coffee table
Poured out a generous amount of you
And carefully swept you into a skinny line
Your remains smoothly made its way into my body
My nose left with your residue.

You have never looked so beautiful.

So you know that game where someone starts a story then someone else takes over and so on and so on? I figured it would be cool if we did it here! So I took it upon myself to start a poem like story and you guys should totally add on!

Here goes!

Ten years living with a washed out hag
Mike cant keep his cool he's so jet lagged
All he really wants is a cold ass beer
He drops his bag and lights his fag!

He's really not that insincere
Just really wants that Bud Light beer
On his last penny he needs a job
Kinda hard when your running from the law

Who gets to say what is evil? Who is evil? The first answer that came to my mind is god. But then I doubted myself because other people don't believe in the same gods and not all people believe in any god. So how does "god" have a say for everyone? Well I guess he doesn't.

For example we know that rape is bad. I know it, you know it. I believe in god but you might not so then who decided rape was evil? Maybe human instinct but I personally think there's more to that because not all human instinct is necessarily the same.

So when it comes right down to it I'm stuck! What do you guys think?

You know when you're on a bus and the seat you're sitting on has a Nex username carved in it?

Well this article isn't about that BUT it is about that whole "kid stuck in a balloon hoax".

Ok so seriously? You're going to allow your 6 year old kid to be the star in your freaky little messed up hoax? I recently read that the family (mom and dad) has tried multiple times to get their own T.V show, like Jon And Kate Plus 8 (or Kate Plus 8) but has been turned down multiple times. Then there was that interview with the whole family, when the kid said "It was all for a show". Kids say the darnest things! If you didn't think already, after this interview the story and not to mention the family became very suspicious to most people, and apparently daddy (Richard Heene) became "very ticked off that anyone would turn this event around and call it fake and a hoax." Well that's fine and dandy to say that Richard, but maybe you should try deleting the e-mails you sent discussing "the whole plan".

Number one: it is very pathetic to me that one can be so desperate to become famous.
Number two: it is very pathetic to me that one can be so desperate to become famous so you set up a dumbass hoax, just to have your 10 mins of fame.
Number three: it is very pathetic to me that one can be so desperate to become famous so you set up a dumbass hoax, just to have your 10 mins of fame, meanwhile you risk the lives of firefighters and police to "help your boy who is stuck in a balloon" and waste the time of so many people.