Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, Mike-Machine-Gun!
dedicato. Dan Cass.
I was pretty much gettin burried. Mike-Machine-Gun, reluctantly, Wild-Mamma-Heather Dalton, after shootin UP 20 Banks threw a Rosary on my Brass plate whassit. A bunch of DENVER wannabee Punk Rock stars thru dirt on my Coffin, didnt break a sweat, wiped their hands, smiled, only because Heather was wearing Fred-Hollywood. Blood on Sand.
I was Pretty much dead and buried
YO! Da BiFF Kahuna. Everybody gets to SHOOT themselves in the Footsie. Wild Mammie Heather-D forgot to order the Stretch Limo from Channel-whassit, THE MACHINE-GUN spent too much time tuning his TELESCASTER....I walked out into the Parking Lot, bullets SPRAYED, cheap-ass Toyota economy six's cars danced the fandango!
In Heaven...
I was gettin interviewed by some Oriental on a Stairwell. Before the bullets flew I-d just stated Brit P.M. Boris Johnson was KGB but could ANYONE lend me 20 bucks...
c2019,davedelacroix, U.KAYish
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