Have you ever sunged sing-songs through a magic megaphone?
When I was a kid I came up with crazy contraptions, like a
megaphone that translated flatulance into Richard Jeni jokes
(and Richard Jeni's dying moans).
I created a wacky phone book that could never be ripped, to
keep those bloated juicing show-boats at bay.
I created a drink that was bought by every hip New York
bar/club around. It was a Russian drink called The Russianator.
Pour a full glass of Vodka and drink it while walking through
a thick fog.
I was down between breasts.
I was down between legs.
I was ejaculating between knee joints just to watch it
There was so much wind from the friction of my body and other
bodies that it made me feel like I was riding on a sail-boat.
I came up with a club song about it.
It was bought by the same New York bars.

But I never came up with anything that'd be makin' a man
makin' a man
makin' a man
makin' a man outta me.
Poor advice.
I thought it was very good. I may get back to it later, but I won't be back until monday (Ohio state lacrosse camp in Columbus). I thought the end was quite catchy but not as hard-hitting as some of your endings. I still liked it, though. I found parts of it humorous and parts pretty deep. I'm not sure about a meaning yet, but I'll look at it later. I gotta go now though.

good stuff

See ya around.
Anatomy Anatomy
Whale Blue Review

Park that car
Drop that phone
Sleep on the floor
Dream about me
Well, from what I gather the meaning is pretty much outlined in the last bit. I could, of course, be wrong. I'm usually lousy at finding out what meaning the writer intended...

I honestly don't know what to say. I've read a lot of your stuff, but I never know what to say. In a good way I think, I guess 'cause you've already just put it out there. I just decided to post on this one to let you know I enjoy reading them, although I may not understand them the way you wrote them.
I like it too, although I'm not sure if it's as simple as I think it is.

"Success is as dangerous as failure. Hope is as hollow as fear." - from Tao Te Ching

Every time I read one of your pieces, I burst out laughing at the genius of it. It's a good piece, don't get me wrong. I love the sick humour. Your work reminds me very much of Neil Gaimon's American Gods. It's a good book.

Crit mine?
Can't say I was never wrong
But some blame rests on you

Work and play they're never okay
To mix the way we do