The dumbest of the bunch and a man of no importance. Move along...but I do like bananas, Perry Como, and long walks into walls. That's my perfect day really...in that order.
by Jason T. Kocher August 15th, 2010 - Creative » Poetry »
private void sounds(everything) { newLines punch-card programs echoing extrapolating competing recursive calls boolean thoughts muffled lost in the arguments of concert halls fooling the void pulses of impulse a beat the mind can dance to and not another everySingleBreath.makingSense(); stop(); this.return(methodFunction); }
by Jason T. Kocher August 15th, 2010 - Creative » Reference »
Trebekkian Grammar Cunt n: a type of person brought to mind by what your mind might think Alex Trebek to be – although certainly he is likely…truly an alright guy – who rabidly corrects and assails with smug scorn those who do not make the most accurate tithing to the grammar gods. The term is […]
by Jason T. Kocher August 15th, 2010 - Creative » Witty Bit Eruptions »
I am an impossible astronaut of myself, the space – a crippling study of every action.
by Jason T. Kocher August 4th, 2010 - Creative » Witty Bit Eruptions »
I am inventing a new monster vibrator called “Riding A Bike on 1st Ave in New York City Above 72nd Street.” It comes with fat ass city construction workers who sit idly by while you are wildly penetrated from every direction eventually falling face first in asphalt and being run over by oncoming traffic…metaphorically… …coming […]
