GOOGLE SCRIBE WROTE THIS FOR ME

I’m a hot and humid weather conditions
screams of the dying bats and the whales are
coming from the same source as the first step to doing all this and more

on Facebook.
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The wait? We’re over it. (The Pretense Movie is Out)

That’s right, kiddos. This shit’s been hyped and teased, and now, you can watch the entire self-titled Pretense documentary on our YouTube channel. Please share responsibly.

Credits:

Mad Dog….Himself

3000….Himself

Nolan Allan…..Nolan Allan

Adrian Nestico…..Rob Reiner

Chad…..Himself

Sparkz…..Photobomber #2

James Franco…..Various

Morgan Freeman…..John Tyler Mills

Andrea Ferguson….Diana Winters, high-powered film festival executive

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Ode to a young alt who I saw riding her bike to school, who I really had a ‘thing for’, who did not notice me and I unfairly labeled as a slut.

Pretty androgynous,

did the thing where I waited until you were close to gauge

if you were for sure a female.

In fear of you being a guy and my sexuality shattered.

You didn’t notice me.

But I don’t care.

Failing at irony,

failing at post-irony,

a fetish

with technology

that was around before our time.

And technology,

that because of time,

Is more like techlology.

Pastel pink, pastel green, pastel yellow,

an Easter abomination, transportation the second function

No brakes, but a bell

ringringringringringringringringringringringringringring

A fool’s mating call.

Redshifting away with the milk crate,

standing on a ten degree upward slope,

to not the milk store.

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A Severing of the Eardrum

Back room. Black room.

Bathroom.

YouTube.

Sometimes I draw lyrics from hats.

Sometimes I write pictures of bats.

Do we really understand enough about World War Two?

Hank Aaron.

Take a bow, kid. You’ve certainly earned it.

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Transcription of 27 January CUAB Pop Culture Committee Meeting Interspersed With A Bunch Of Shit That Wasn’t In The 27 January Pop Culture Committee Meeting

GUESS WHAT IS FREE
GET READY TO NOISE YR DICK OFF.

OFFICIAL BUSINESS
I HAVE PROPOSED AN IDEA

FREE
ASS
SAND
WICH
ES

DO YOU NOT KNOW THE FUCKING GOD DAMN RULES OF CORN HOLE

who will be the first to claim a sandwich?

BOARD 4 BOARD
I DO NOT LIKE THIS GAME BUT WE ARE GOING TO KEEP THIS SIMPLE NO CANCEL OUTS WE CANNOT FUCKING DECORATE THE BOARD CAROLINE

O NO
ES EL CORNBALLERO

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Yeah I Forgot Titles Exist

(a poem by Mmm)

I think one day I’m going to asked to be ‘UNC safe-walked’ to my car.

Gender warz, y’all.
Class warz, y’all.

Are swans real things?
Devil’s avocado here, Larry.

Chicken-flavored potato chips.
Cuttin the cheese jokes.
OH WOW THIS IS A BIG ORANGE?

I really need my mom to help me pack.

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GIFS

build animated gif

This one’s better.

/

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HAMMER MORE NO FINGERS

Have you ever.
SEEN

A hyena?

They are moderately
larger than one would

Anticipate.

DUSTDUSTDUSTDUST

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NOTHER POAM

So hungry.  But why are those plants pulled out like that?

Privelege, power, and difference.  Socks with the fur.

Gray dome-like structures framed over New Balance shoes.

Shaved red heads.  Phat asses.

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POLG

Nolan and I wrote a poem tonight. Here it is. Continue reading

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