I'm not to much into experimenting with my food, but every now and again I do. I can tell you one thing not to make though, and that is Blue Cheese Pees. Cold chunky blue cheese poured over green steamy pees is pretty damn gross. The only place Blue Cheese Pees might be acceptable would be on Double Dare. However, Mark Summers if you are reading this, you can't have my idea. It is copyrighted like all my thoughts for my mind is a gold mine of rubies and radioactive ore. Mark Summer's I double dare you to steal my idea and see if I don't sue you. Punk.
[May 15, 2000 @ 03:24 PM]
It seems all the rage today to make Satan Cool again. The only thing I understand about Satan worship is that it is retarded and sad, just like the story of Marty Insull. Marty was a fella I knew. He played accordion for Cajun band in a bar I used to frequent. However the ways of Satan got into his head and then he went down the path less travelled, the path of the Devil. He met some Satanists who convinced him to play accordion in a Satan Band. Marty was put in ward after they found him injecting stray cats with urine he'd fermented with yeast in microbrews. I tell you what, if you are into Satan Rock, you'll end up just like Marty drinking goat semen for giggles. Even The Onion
is better than Satan. Peace.
[May 15, 2000 @ 11:30 AM]