Wednesday, November 6, 2013

SSS: THE RIFF WHICH ELEVATED THE RIFF-RAFF


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click on their logo above to crank out the new series with metal fury. the 3 dots on my chest are natural and form the Triforce, but what's within this Triforce? tune in each week to the series to find out and to make me happy that you're constantly ogling my chest.




always exhausted, but you know all that. plopped on the couch bed in my room was the tv flickering on or off? or was i coming out of a dream? or the dream within a dream. all of a sudden i'm watching Japanizi: Going, Going, Gong! at first i was like "da fuk?" but then i was all "okay, i get it, it's pretty clever actually, pretty well-done" and i went back to snore to wake up in the dream world. huge-ass bowl of nondescript vanilla ice cream. it's morning, time for my night shower. i shaved my head yesterday, my frizzy head of hair was getting into weeds territory, and yet when i do finally do the deed, there's not much hair on the white floor, just scraps, little bits of scraggly pieces, i'm wondering if i could wait to do it once every two months, or perhaps never shave it again, let it grow out forever until i get that nasty scruffy beard instead of that beautiful long flowing beard the other monks have, that will prevent me from fulfilling my destiny and by destiny i mean monastic destiny and by the deed i mean living. i will go on living forever because i'm in a box praying and because my beard will grow forever until it touches the white floor of realization and stops. after the bath, i forgot to bring new boxer shorts in with me, should i just go commando the rest of the day? no, i have things to do tonight: go to the bathroom, take a bath, the deed. i don't want to fall asleep, because it's always the same painful thing: a new million-dollar guitar riff pops into my head, it plays around in my head in a perfect symphony, its harmony is precise, its ringing is clear, and the most important thing, it's an original song. then i wake up and forget it, and my dreams of being the next Billy Corgan are dashed. if only i could remember those riffs, i need a tape recorder by my bed, i need a tape recorder in my head, one day i will remember the riff, i will remember it, i will remember my wasted life, i will churn out an original song that competes with the likes of

THIS, CLICK HERE, RIGHT HERE AT THIS LINK

deed: replace one of the e's with an a and you get dead.




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8 comments:

AtiyaLuv said...

kisses the triforce!
I am feeling powerful already

Aluv

phairhead said...

So terribly disappointed by the Dethklok rock opera :( I hate it when I don't get what I want

Cheeky Minx said...

Your dots should meet my dots. Then I could be the lyrics and you could be the tune... :*

Hedone said...

May the triforce be with me...

I kissed in the center.

-H

AtiyaLuv said...

Phoenix, tried sending you an email and didn't work, wanted to share this link with ya~

http://sploid.gizmodo.com/animating-famous-paintings-are-freaking-hilarious-1459175346

thought you would appreciate as much as I did...

Hugs!

the late phoenix said...

atiya: the Triforce beats out The Force from Star Wars by a rupee...

phair: the Thriller sequence had me in stitches.

cheeky: yes, we could create our own personal dippin dots ;)

H: yeah, i saw my chest in the mirror one day and discovered the three dots of the Triforce, had to snap that, couldn't be a coincidence...

atiya: darn, the link didn't work for me. why must my computer be old as dirt? :(

Belle Armed said...

<3

the late phoenix said...

belle: well hello! you're a sight for sore eyes :) how are you?