wild wonderful purgatory. ⁽ᵃᵖ⁾

slipknots "psychosocial" with more banjos and straw hats.

    “Look, mate, I know it’s a freestate’n’all but ‘aven’t you ever picked up some Right Guard before? Y’smell like my old P.E. teacher – used to call me ‘nancy boy’. Just givin’ me flashbacks with that stench of horse shite waftin’ off you.” There’s the option of wrinkling his nose and walking away, a none-so-polite hint; affectatious compared to telling it like it is to the pair of boots bringing brimstone along for the ride. “Or maybe all that goose fat y’got to polish your toes is gone off.”

             ❛         yea-uhh…     first thang first:     not ya mate, buddy.     second:     if ya think i give a fuck,     better think twice.     third:     did pick up a right guard before, in fact.     under the showers, after football trainin.     but thats for i appreciate the fragrance which seems to bothern you so.     dont worry, aint likin that o yours much neither.     fourth:     difference, your pe wanna punch you inne face back then?     no good.     me, now?     can do that.      ❜                                   you deliver the line with reserved, ambivalent joy, like someone might intonate a particularly sophisticated joke, lips curling to form a superior grin.     not that any potential humor isnt entirely factitious, it certainly is;     harlan ellis doesnt wanna be a one of the funny guys and hates yall out there thinkin they are one.   no shit:     youd love to knock this assholes motherfucking molars out, at least youre pretty damn sure that at one point in the conversation youll be     itchin     to, so little point in waitin, even less in courtesy.     spitting sufficiently expresses arbitrary animosity, the dark heels of your ostrich leg boots grinding retched up mucus into the parlors ground.                        ❛         done told ya there was somebody wantin nancy boy alex               or is it earnshaw the nancy?               beaten up, yad believe me?     got tdo with club toilets n lost phones.     n a knocked out girlie pitchin a hissy fit.     ❜

                            ❛   or   what  ?   you   gonna   shoot   me  ?  ❜