A box without a label is still a box.
I’m just zapping coffee and fighting crime. This dirty city we live in. This dirty city of mine. These aren’t people. They are the trash we take off the streets. These people don’t recycle. They down cycle-everything they touch. I put more effort into polishing my furniture than he has ever put into anything… Comfortable?Continue reading “Crime Fighting Cop-Boss One Liners”
Some of the things people say to you, I thought I’d share a few of the ones I have experienced with you, dear reader. I say: I’m an artist, As an artist… They say: Piss artist more like I say: I like to draw guns They say: So you can sell them to IsiS? IContinue reading “Was It Raining?”