ATTENTION PARENTS W/ TEENAGE KIDS…please, for the love of god…BEAT YOUR KIDS…the boys are the girls and the girls are the boys…IF YOU DON’T DO THIS WE WILL BECOME AN AMAZONIAN SOCIETY (and later an incectian society where the males are used for reproduction and then eaten by the queen)…and let’s face it…BROADS GENERALLY MAKE THE WORST LEADERS…why…THEY THINK W/ EMOTION RATHER THAN LOGIC (alright, men think w/ their dicks)…i know i sound like a male shuvanist pig, but i look at it like this…MOJO IS ALWAYS RIGHT AND KNOWS IS OWN KIND (self absorbed, emotional little bitches who were over medicated as a child) WHEN HE SEES THEM…i was the prototype of this generation, goddamnit…BRING IT ON, BITCHES!
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This morning Necro Nicki thought i was her bitch again and i realized that if you enable people w/ their bad behavior bad karma will follow…A LESSON TO ALL Y’ALL TO GET YOUR SPINE BACK…you see, this year is a valid lesson of broads getting you into trouble…ONE GOT MOJO’S VIP STATUS VETOED FROM A VENUE (the new general manager from the viper room took my house guest powers taken away, cuz of the fabulous miss wendy) AND THE OTHER CONTINUES TO DO STUPID DECISIONS AND CONTINUES TO DRAG MOJO INTO IT (necro nicki)…this morning i stood up for myself to one of em…AND SINCE MOJO GOT MONEY OUT OF BOTH OF THEM IT’S TIME TO MOVE ON…still, i wish wendy would still put out, cuz she was a whole lotta fun, but whatever…THE PRICE OF HAVING INTEGRITY…i wish i was stupid like nicki so i can get whatever i want…THIS IS THE DOWNSIDE OF OUR MODERN SOCIETY…the dumber you are the more you get the smarter you are the harder you have to either work…THAT OR THERE’S ALWAYS PLAN B!
NITE IS A NITE OF METAL…it’s Club Vodka w/ special guests Obituary band and bunch of others…2MORROW IS UP IN THE AIR…then this saturday, september 29th is Taquila Mockingbird’s Punk Rock Museum at KGB Studios where my artwork will be displayed…AND YES…the deadline to be in the next issue of Lost Anarchy Magazine is the following monday, october 1st…AS FOR THE REST OF THAT WEEK…there’s the fabulous miss wendy’s birthday party @ the viper room on october 5th
Last night was bullshit…WHAT HAPPENED YOU ASK…well, let’s just say i’m over drama queens who choose losers over winners, cuz last night a certain female lead singer of a certain death metal band played their first show at a certain world famous night club and in the process lied, brought a new fuck buddy who was below me, promised to talk about it, but instead hid behind her friends and said that I was stalking her…TYPICAL FUCKERTON POSER, NO…did i mention that she gave me a ticket for her show and was asked to print out her set list (which i did) and yet i’m the stalker…SHE IS ALSO THE SAME PERSON WHO GOT A DUI THE LAST TIME SHE SCREWED MOJO OVER LIKE THIS (did i mention that i rescued her ass from jail the next day out of bad judgement and took her to get her car out of impound and yet im the fucking stalker)…let that be a lesson for yas…THIS GENERATION ARE A BUNCH OF SELFISH FUKKHEDZ WHO ARE GONNA FUCK UP THIS COUNTRY…that and i was so D.E.N.N.I.S.ed by this broad…SHE DEFINED HER VALUE, ENGAGED PHYSICALLY, NURTURED DEPENDENCE, NEGLECTED EMOTIONALLY, INSPIRED HOPE, AND SEPARATED ENTIRELY…last time i had a situation like this was last year when i dated some broad for a week and she dumped me for some fat, shit eating, poser ass photographer w/ no real connections (and had the balls to call me low class when she lived in a trailer park in compton, fucking compton)…AND YES, SHE WAS FROM THIS NEW SELFISH GENERATION OF FUKKHEDZ…the ones who don’t know what they really want, could do something great, and end up hooking up w/ some loser over a winner…MOJO, STOP YOUR BITCHING…she needs to grow the fuck up and i need to just grow a pair, go for broads more my age who are not barflies on the sunset strip!
I just woke up to the most wonderful dream where it seemed that I was in a basement where people (just like in nazi germany) were standing in line to get tortured to death by some unseen hair dresser. One of the unlucky victims was Guillermo Díaz (scarface from half baked) who said, “i’m bald, bee, i don’t need a haircut” and then they cut into his head w/ scissors and then Danny DiVito was next and so I cut in line and said I was next and while cutting in line I saw a chick w/ a dick on the ground and saw that the guy doing all the torturing (the ring leader to these murders) was some poser ass faggot w/ a fauxhawk and then I said, ” you’re the guy who’s everyone afraid of?” and then I grabbed a sharp razor blade and carved my warpaint into my face and continued to say, “if i’m gonna die it’s gonna be on my terms and looking like who i really am”. After I carved my face, I continued to say, “meet my pals” and who appears, but pinhead, freddy krugger, jason vorhese, chucky’s family, michael myers, ghost face, pennywise, jigsaw, the gremlins, leatherface, necro nicki, and my pet vultures appear and then I wake up…TALK ABOUT AWESOME…i just wished i saw the result of it all and then I continued to vision the rest in my head while in the shower…WE ALL FEASTED ON THEIR BODIES…after all…THEY ALL NEEDED TO DIE…after all…PREDATORS HUNT THE WEAK WHILE VULTURES SCAVENGE!
so the plan for the weekend is be a douche on the strip and either pull an all nighter at Marc Cantor’s pad on saturday and head to lompoc to record w/ Lord Draconis on sunday…OR TAKE THE TRAIN TO LOMPOC…either way, i gotta finish my first track, and record 3 other tracks for Disaster Area…HERE IS WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT…the stupid goatee is gone…DON’T NEED FACIAL HAIR IF YOU DON’T GOTTA HAT…that’s right, i sold my hat for double last night, my producer gave my brother a black eye, and the girl i thought was awesome is now a fucking dyke…TIME TO MURDER THE WORLD…last night the gods sure knew how 2 fuck w/ me…IT WAS LIKE THEY SAID HERE IS EVERYTHING YA WANT AND WE’S GONNA TAKE IT AWAY…fuck em…ON THE BRIGHT SIDE…i gotta new wallet chain, but everything else sucked…HERE IS YER BULLSHIT HOROSCOPE…The love and romance department should be going pretty well for you now, Gemini. This is the time to probe more deeply into your current affair with that person who catches your eye. There’s a greater sensitivity to your emotions today, and you could find yourself holding back a bit more than usual. An air of mystery and intrigue will surround you, drawing others toward you like a moth to a candle…FUCK YOU SHE TURNED DYKE…i can’t wait 2 kill myself…FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU…You may feel more inclined to give in to the whims of your partner, with today’s alignment of the planets. You would like to feel that you are doing your utmost to meet their needs and to provide a warm and secure base for them to come home to. You may also be particularly keen to do things together, and to feel that you are both working as part of a team…FUCK YOU SHE TURNED DYKE AND I WANT TO RAPE…Make an important investment today. Invest in yourself. Instead of working to put money into someone else’s pocket, this is the time to take steps to put money into your own pocket. You have the ability to be successful on your own so do it…IM BROKE AND THE BAND IS BROKEN…time to off myself