Thursday, January 20, 2005

Friendship

If you look at me again,
I will remove your ribs
with my teeth
you pathetic bastard.

Your mother is a whore.

Monday, January 17, 2005

AStarStarHoles

Sometimes I wonder why kids act like assholes
and then I realize it's because they are the
byproduct of two parent assholes and that makes them
twice as likely to be assholes themselves.

Ode to a Ninja Robot

Do you have any idea how much work it takes to be a
gravity defying cannibalistic ninja robot from parts unknown?

I doubt it.

Because you're a pathetic mortal human being
who doesn't make soup from the bones of
fallen family members and who doesn't have a
cannon for a left arm.

So kiss my ass.

Eat Yourself and Enjoy the Taste

Life is nothing
but a pathetic few years
trying to impress others and
keeping your weight at a decent level
so you can pick up lovers and being miserable
and bored and depressed and broke and drunk and
oh why am I explaining this to you dumb pieces of shit?

It's a Terrible Turd of a Life

Every time you read a poem,
an angel dies.

Friday, January 14, 2005

Let's Be Friends

The best part about you is how terribly ugly you are.

Don't sit there thinking, "He's not talking about me,"
because, yes, I AM talking about you. You're ugly.

In All Seriousness

Over the holiday, my brother, Jason Hightower, sent me a letter telling me to give up my satanic ways and to "come back to the flock." He told me I live a life of sin and misery and that God would welcome me back and forgive me.

Here's my response:

Dear Jason-

Fuck off you asshole. There's a reason I stopped talking to you. Also, if God forgave me, he'd be stupid and gullible and naive and retarded. Like you.

Later prick,

Hilton

Happy New Year, Fuckers!

Christmas is a stupid public display of pathetic
empty values performed by inbred, rednecks.

I spent my Christmas drunk, and for the last
few weeks I've been drunk and passed out
in some brothel south of the border.

I couldn't stand all you piece of trash Americans
and your stocking stuffers and your egg nog and
your carols and your goddamn ugly pine trees.

Get a life and wake up. The only true holiday is the day you die.