A Blog Called Nowhere

Ms. Andry must be near, I too feel an atmospheric shift, the air is THICK and gooey with anticipation at the mounds, I can hardly stand the tension so I'll just sit back down on the giant tounge chez and relax the best way I know how.
 

PS. you are loved to the point of abject sycophantasmic worship around these parts.
 

Ah, I am feeling so fresh and ready to start my day after the apple-bobbing-stretch. Ready to walk out in the nipply air.
 

i have this chair in black... titilating. seamonkee & corny, please go on tour together. first stop: jersey city
 

peeds, it is indeed nipply out. can i cover you with my dirty paws.. er.. hands?
 

maw and paw, gross Dubz. It's all about keeping warm right?
 

yep, your chest cavity looks inviting. i might reside there until spring.
 

obviously that was gross dubz who said that. i would never elect to burrow unless there was cream filling inside. um... is there?
 

You talkin to me? Or the apple lady? Cause I have plenty of room here.
 

actually i wouldn't mind talking to both of you, maybe in privates?
 

In privates it is.
 

I just picked a BUSHel of apples periodically in the last 10 minutes!--
Am I doing it right?
 

Don't think there's not going to be a lawsuit in your future for stealing my idea of cutting off a cow's tongue and glueing it to a chair for performance artist GG Allin to do his stretches on as performance art at the William Morris/Whitney exhibition space on 42nd street (smoking prohibited). Two words Corncub: sleeping giant.
 

Hahahaha. Wait, this isn't so funny.

GG allen (Larry Gagosian/Sir Nichola Serota, what a flimsy cover!) You stole the sun from my heart when you remote viewed the title for my upcoming show at The All New Allen Frumkin Gallery® and used it in your chart topper "you'll never Tame Me"

I'll always be an animal,
work myself into a fit
I run with sleazy women
and I smell like shit
I'm gonna run the red light,
I'm never slowing down
 

Larry Gagosian/Sir Nichola Serota are you one body with two heads or the other way around?
 

My heart not be a beat'n but something else sure is, I'm pullin my pud until it bleeds!
 

Hi seamonkee I wuv woo.
 

Seamonkee you are obviously very frisky today, when you say eat me do you mean literally dine on your flesh like the the bastard son of a loaded gun that I am?
 

I've cut off my tongue and glued it to a cow, now, where is my money you cheating twats?
 

I am a swine for the monkee of the stirring seas. There is a tickling sensation coming to you courtesy of DHL in the morning.