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ASHTON S. AND THE ORGAN PRODUCTION CREW
Age: 19
Location: Russellville, AR
Joined On: Jun 23, 2008
A weathered hen thats been broken into small pieces by a man in a big yellow track jacket. His name seems to Bill, but for some reason his jacket seems to say Hi My Name Is: Brightton & Co. Where have you been, goddamn you?! Your twenty hours late, the others have already sold my golden feathers, I think that little boy Jules has already replied that they taste magnificient! Sore fuckin' loser.....
You Told His Blind Grandmother, Circa 1889
I seem to shift in my seat everytime you say words to me. why did you kill his blind grandmother? Blood stains are so hard to get out these days...... And her spine just went up and left her..... Mr. Mr., nobody kissed her, nobody loved her, she was just a grandmother. But then you, Mr. Mr. had to go and shit her, leaving her dying on a hospital bed with just her rabbits at her side, even if they were imaginary.
Company Notice: The 1888 Shrew and Bailer World Creative Explorations Fair and Carnival
NOTICE: An account of all items of interest within our lockers must be noted for. See that Mr. J.J. Kyle receives his new 1885 Stationary Gremlin model. A report of a wandering 1882 Model with an assortment of bloody fishes was seen walking through the fair at 12:01 AM, make sure that model is accounted for, and get it some Earl Gray Tea and a warm pitcher of Milk and Honey. To everyone: whoever stole the petroleum jelly for his per-ceded "Alone Time" needs to return that ASAP. And in doing so, walk a few of the children up from the furnace area for some fresh air. Thank you. -Ashton S. Senior Official and Owner, The Drowning Mother Hen Organ Production Company, Copyright Circa 1869.
Harsh & Crude
Drown in your saliva. Hmm? XD Jkjk
posted Jun 26
Holding on Tight
I love you! : ] Fucking smile beautiful.
posted Jun 23