Sunday, September 6, 2009


dear cretins

уважаеми кретени,
вандализирахте небето си от хармоники и перуники,
окосихте мустаците на проклетите си моржове,
нотирахте госпелите си,
соанирахте сънищата си;
салатата ви от петльови гребени сигурно ви очаква,
искам да кажа, очаква ви сигурно
- като смъртта, като пиерина има брада!,
като обесниковото най-краткият път е конопеният,
някога 'път на коприната';
сигурно като това, че
свъсеният полива веждите си с медовина

щастливи ли сте сега
да,
щастливи сте
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7 comments:

  1. lachisteinSeptember 8, 2009 at 10:30 AM

    ох, супер е това.
    сякаш някой е заклещил блинчика с нутела и сметана между хемисферите.
    помитащ талант такъв: *

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  2. mossSeptember 9, 2009 at 12:45 AM

    не знам, precious stein. по-скоро отцеждане (натрових се с вода)
    да, "това" е думата.)

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 10, 2009 at 2:33 AM

    iskam da ti kaja che photo-foruma vi ne e nito interesen nito obektiven i nadali , nie si mislehme che se vurti okolo slunceto oznachava neshto osobenno , no , tova e bulgariq .. i vsichko sluji na amerikanskiq izluchvatel sushto oznachava kakoto i da e .. obrushtenie na nekontrolirashtiq sebe si obama sushto .. da sqnka .. kakvo da kaja .. CIA or what the fuck .. ? KGB intresting ..

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  4. AnonymousSeptember 12, 2009 at 10:37 AM

    ne sega ne sme shtastlivi zashtoto po nasha vina te izgubiha akreditaciite si .. nali .. nali nqma q veche tlustata lapachka nqma q the shiny calliforniq .. no susch palces .. america is the best .. so get the fuck
    i taka ..

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  5. mossSeptember 12, 2009 at 11:35 AM

    no salvation, no forgiveness
    The exitainment has begun. Let the panic attacks and nervous breakdance sink their comforting cancer into the sweaty palms of our hands like well prescribed press-on nails. Our stigmata will stagnate and we will shake, shake hands like little boys--if boys were just like puppies--spreading our ring worms. ATTENTION MY CRIPPLING ORCHESTRA! I am your Cracked Atom!!!......drum roll please......At least our death wishes will come true. We don't even need to blow out the candles. I hear that thunder, I hear it too. It's all my goddamn Frankensteins coming back for some sick closure. Listen, the world can't be an opera when it needs an operation. The second coming of Christ will require more than softcore porn, mini-bar gin and Viagra. Don't ever answer the door and remember that most authorities believe that the side effects of this breeding ground of talentless chaos will not leave any permanent damage.We are the "good monsters" that are only chipped away by the banality of "enter"tainment, and our black encrusted beehives harden into hideous-honey-diamonds, too personal and nervous for idiots to hold or cherish. Only your love is uncanny and only you can feel that all of our art is muscle. Your beauty will be edible or it will not be beauty at all---no salvation and no forgiveness. We are the ones with the bloody knuckles.
    It has taken ten years, boys and girls to climb this ugly hill and these are the Songs of Golgotha. We have put together the best of what we have made and this is only a reminder that you can cut off the head but it only grows back harder.
    The band is in the studio, still growing and there is no sign of our knuckles healing.

    MARILYN MANSON

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  6. AnonymousSeptember 13, 2009 at 5:48 AM

    made in hong kong but beware what you wish belare where you climb , beware where you hang ..
    made in hong kong ..

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  7. AnonymousSeptember 18, 2009 at 5:34 AM

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WMKmQmkJ9gg
    zlatoto na zavoevatelq .. nali ..
    e .. ehehehehheheh
    i ne iskat da si capat rucete ..
    ma zashto li ti go pisha na teb , az sum bitatat karta ..
    vij ..

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