bullets, books, and boston.

i shot the livin' sh!t outta some guns this mornin'.
including my mossberg 590 destroyer.
it has a knoxx recoil reduction stock on it.
8 shells blastin' out in under 8 seconds...
ridiculously dope.

i also blazed through some colt45 with the judge!
oh, i mean .45 long colt bullets, not malt liquor,
take it easy.....

i worked, again, on my day off.
my hands are wrecked, ya'll.
i also finally finished the icelander sagas,
and 'sir gawain and the green knight',
and the 'early irish myths and legends'.
i'm eyeballin' irish fairy tales, and goethe's dr. faust next.....
for those of you feelin' especially smartypantsed today,
go read my main ninja chris marlowe's 'tragical history of dr. faustus'.
you really do need it, son.
on the ones.

i am also workin' the boston tattoo convention.
all you berserkers, barbarians, and battle-beasts who want to get tatzapped into oblivion,
while simultaneously getting a lethal dose of 'the albie rock show';
it starts at 10+, and only ever goes up to eleven;
you should email me soon:
battlebeasteleven@gmail.com
big, BIG, BIG fun is in store for all ya'll ready to just be dope with me, in beantown,
home to all the sports 'tards who have been winning,
in SO many ways.....
and you can be sure, with a month to plan ahead,
i'll still have a pizza box with a grease stain and sharpie marker lettering for a banner.....
i gets it in,
loud and proud,
like a provincetown pride parade,
y'heard???
never quiet, never soft......