Awesome one ! laugh my ass off with the thought of the guy coming after me.

I love the Pats,beer,and the fans who hate them.
It feels nice for once to have my losing team win.
Fan since the 70's.

I will change my underwear daily

Do the laundry.

Make more money.

Leave all my bad habits where they are and
just blame my parents.

Fake being poor to make myself more worthy.

Live in peace for what I am.


Happy New Year Everyone.

Nice!

To the world I leave my poetry.
I have empty rooms of possesions.
A heart full of treasures.
A legacy filled with charm and wisdom.
A life of lost to lust and passion.
To those I have chosen for friendship.
I leave behind nothing to regret.
A mind full of memories,and tales
A set of ideals that would get ya motor wet.
A ring perhaps to the one who loved me the the less.



By KosmoJoe
I was day dreaming of what I leave behind in the world If I left instead of right.

Hey Fitness Fan.
Your wrong,but right.
I like to see the US out of the US.
Half these gung-ho morons you can have,well
maybe all of them. All of wall street special
democrat laxative types w/there$ signs every
time they come up with some new law.
Have at it Fitness Fan, I had it with this silliness since being a American is so guilty these days, I can't even say anything bad about my prez because we as the people have to be muzzled shut and round up the political activists. Like saddam in the old days. See no difference. Have it all Bro!
What you don't know is that you'll need to be a fitness champ to run yo chicken ass to the border when some deralick Jihad
Iranian lights up a mushroom cloud over your precious IRAQ, Baby! Why even write up a charter of peace when even My US can't even Play by the co*&^&%^%$ution's am^%$ments of freedom.
What freedom, God damn! Have Fun. Salad Ali Combe! Isalam. PEACE.

Wow, be cool and what a way to come terms w/the cards that have been delt. I find that challenging to comprehend and I want you to know, sunshine, that you must of been a role model to those angels you wrote about.
Shine on, Queen of diamonds.
Best wishes and smile.

Like a artwork to be submissive or not to be.
I felt the claws dig my flesh on that one.
The cigarette lit after the climax knowing the
ice cream and two spoons are in need.
Very driving.Peeled the chrome off my wit.

And don't look back and turn to stone.
ty Gal.
Its good to see you smile.

Thanks Angel. I learned that its not how many times you fall, but how many times you get back up,and fly straight and go right! Enjoy your holidays as well, New Year 2.
Live long and prosper.

I know the longer it takes me to say "I love you" is about as long as its gonna take ta hating you.
Live long and prosper.
2whiskey9ur out.

The name of the angels on your tongue was climax to my armor around my heart. Which is now weak from such a fantastic poem.

Wow,got my engine purring,your such an pure of heart waiting ta earn ya wings. Angel u r. I enjoyed it.
Good luck. Fly straight and do right.

Yessuh!

I better shut up I'm not technically a Counselor anyways.
I just know when your on the train the caboose is always safer.
Wow, now I know what the Grateful Dead ment when they wrote that song " Casey Jones"...Far out!

The only thing I cheat on is my diet...and a few too many beers.

Seems like the cable guy has had experience in outdoor plumbing.

I had a phone call today from someone not good enough to e-mail me today. Thats what she told me. Kinda Freaky. Not good enough to e-mail? wtf. Then she went on about how she still hates me and I'm an animal. Then my friend died she was telling me about her wake and all the yap. wtf. I don't get it WE talked for 45 minutes and she still hates me and I'm an Animal. Well I geuss its, like she wants to say sorry for kicking me out in Maine, then I move to Virginia, Things are ok. Now she probly means she likes me and I'm a human being for standing up to her I don't know . Don't get too depressed COCO I'll have to e- mail ya.

Mushroom lollipop the head fell off.
No need to fix the tumor inside my pants.
Left my cancer in a mustard jar next to Dad.
Spinal exspongement sucking up my blood
sitting hear worrying about lollipop.
And the fact that the head fell off like Ken.
Beach bums fanning me with the chi ba.
Grown from feces and beef critter drop[
How pretty she was as she was deported back
to Costa rica and I became a porn-star,taking it in the bum.

A Poem about John Wayne Bobbit.

When the Big Meat Hammer(NE DEfense)crush Homo, right after the first quarter. You'll see the true thugs being brought out of grid iron on the John Deere. When Dallas played The Redskins,Romo acted like the spoiled brat, one tear coming down his left eye as the refs said Red skins Didn't score the touch down. I recorded it, I pause it and everyone agrees hes worst then PEEWEE herman.