The BrotherhoodI also have a new job working for Manpower, a temp agency.
Cold December DayIt was 5 o’clock in evening On that cold December day Me and my friend were travelingCold December Day
Feeling hunger on the way
We spotted a nice restaurant
And went inside to eat Hot food and drink were all we sought In our respective seats
But fate had plans for both of us On that cold December day Dear reader, now, you simply must Give heed to what I say
My friend, named Jamie, understand Has much inside his coat Things which frighten every man (Of this some poets wrote)
Some knives, some guns, a bomb remote Are oft buri
BoxesWaterfalls of brown water cascading down in rows Their cardboard stench wafts gently through my clothes And fills my lungs, corrupting, like a rank tobacco Their cavern innards contain…well, who does know?Boxes
I wander through the walls of boxes And put their contents in still other boxes So while our clients receive and empty boxes My boxes are refilled by other boxes
The numbers on the boxes tell their own life story But not a story filled with riches, dreams, or glory They merely tell what goods are in them stowed And by this do some handy work for me &n
Brotherhood of Peace CharterSection I--- Following is the sacred charter of the Brotherhood of Peace, which is to be obeyed under penalty of expulsion from the Brotherhood, created and approved by the BoP's exalted founding fathers:Brotherhood of Peace Charter
Ben Schulz Honored Founder and Official Voice of BoP
Jamie Pinkert Honored Founder
Tim Frigge Honored Founder
Section II--- These rules of non-engagement apply to all games of all genres, and must be followed to the letter:
Section III--- A Brother MUST 1. Walk at all times 2. Pilot Vehicles slowly and without aggression 3.
At NightThe streets at night are straight and winding Every asphalt river flows downhill The concrete banks are wide and narrow Lit blue and green by neon starsAt Night
Garish billboards darkly lit Offer offers to our broken minds And heads hung low with joyous rapture Soon are filled with self-delusion
We all want comedy and drama Some laughs, some tears to keep it fresh We all want blood that tastes like wine Poured deeply into cheap gold cups
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You ever catch a crawdad?
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(. .) <3
( Blog: [link]
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You ever catch a crawdad?
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[link] - Un-ban skearns? ...why?
[link] - My FA account. With all the stuff dA kindly deleted.
[link] - My new home.
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You ever catch a crawdad?
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[link] - Un-ban skearns? ...why?
[link] - My FA account. With all the stuff dA kindly deleted.
[link] - My new home.
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