"Walk right right up and put your lips all over me, slide your hand down my thigh and give me ecstasy.. butt naked, drunk, and she's taking it from the front. Pelvis, shaking those hips like Elvis.. got your thighs spread wide and I nailed it. We on our way to hell bitch, I really love your smell bitch, I don't kiss and tell bitch, we on fire with desire like we in hell's pit.. toss that bottom up, drinking from the bottle but I don't think we got enough, I gotta lotta bottles but they're all empty when I tip the bottle up, and I'm all bottled up hitting the throttle while I'm smacking your butt, get you buttered up. No lover, don't stop, I can't get enough, I wanna get my rocks off like I caved in your insides with a sawed off. Gspot be the me spot, on your knees next after I kiss your neck, cause we be sweet and hot.."
Hahahaha.. inspired by Tech N9ne.. he probably hates me but whatever - eUë
View of the bottle fence, constructed of empty bottles by Henry (Tom) Stephens, in Waters, Michigan. Printed on front: "The famous bottle fence, Waters, Mich. near Gaylord, Mich."
Courtesy of the Burton Historical Collection, Detroit Public Library
You can tell that your performance is not going anywhere when the lights outside the house of your unwilling audience switches the lights off to drive you away or to meet your little concert with silence by pretending they are asleep, to be fair, we did sound like a bleating flock of sheep drunk on rum when we stood in front of their doors to belt out Christmas carols hoping in return we would be…
John Cale's production discography is a bit of a collage of everything thanks to him working with many surprising names. However, his credit on a Jennifer Warnes album might top everything, though I'm basically selling her short here. I've said that before – she has one of the most weirdest career arcs, since her list of collaborators contains a lot of names you wouldn't expect to find in one room, yet she somehow put them there. I mean, the fact that John Cale produced her might seem odd, but her covering a tune of his he never got to do on any of his studio albums? Of course, the disc should also be seen as Cale showing he's more than just an avant-rocker, he has a lot of range. Actually, he & Jennifer Warnes make the most perfect sense then. Too bad they didn't collaborate more .
Odasaku, Sasaki, and the orphanage headmaster are all buried in the same cemetery.
So Kunikida, Atsushi, and Dazai all run into each other grave visiting regularly and politely pretend they don’t. They never acknowledge the meaning behind the bouquets brought, even if all of them know the others know flower language. They never acknowledge the tear streaks down Atsushi’s face, or the solemn look on Kunikida’s. Atsushi never points out how the scent of whiskey is always a bit stronger on Dazai’s coat. They never acknowledge the location of their accidental meetings.
Sometimes Kunikida might offer to take them to get food, or Atsushi will offer a random hard candy from his pocket, on colder days Dazai might lend his coat. None of them are really themselves when faced with grief, and none of them will to hold it against each other.