pro sports is my game. i eat the wins. i kill the poor. the losers are toilet paper. the fans scream. the winner is me. i win. vote with my dollar. we are the ones who play. others lose the wad. sympathy = loser. winner = hamburger. i win with ketchup.
here comes the weather. here comes make good choices. keep yours in your lap. text while you eat it and drive. pour condiments on your life. thank satan you’re a cyclist. sign jerseys with a rolled up certificate of victory – a dollar bill.
(there was another image here, too. it wasn’t right. i’m sorry. love, snake hawk.)
no, seriously, dance.by