Happy Fun.
Lemon-scented Squirrelmonk
Sees so many things!
Sugar rush fuck me!
Claustrophobia awaits.
Dude, I'm gonna hurl.
The Licking River--
Scenery repetitive
My head exploded.
Econoline van,
Too small for both set and us.
We make haiku.
Why are the barns black?
Are their souls like the abyss?
Or do they lack paint?
My butt is so numb,
I could shit out my shoulders.
Why don't we have F.M.?
Hardee's next exit.
No onion rings for me, shit!
Cholesterol sucks.
Julbrock saddle sores
Michael, where is that candle?
Children, please leave us!
Ernie! Joy! Rapture!
No one sleeping in next bed--
And no early call.
What the--what the-- HUH?
God, who wrote this piece of shit!?
Oh!--Bruce!-- I mean...uh...
Technology bad
Please tell me you like my beard
Or I'll blow you up
Bad Unabomber!
Blowing people all to hell.
Do you take requests?
Should I comb my hair
Or just wear it matted
Judge prefers it combed
"Open your present..."
"No, you open your present..."
Kaczinski Christmas
It's circumstantial
All that stuff in my cabin.
I found it all. Yeah.
I am da 'bomber
I read, write and do math
But my shack is a mess
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A file that big?
It might be very useful.
But now it's gone.
The website you seek
Cannot be located, but
Countless more exist.
Chaos reigns within,
Reflect, repent and reboot.
Order shall return.
ABORTED effort:
Close all that you have worked on.
You ask far too much.
Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.
Yesterday it worked.
Today it's not working.
Windows is like that.
First snow, then silence.
This thousand-dollar screen dies
So beautifully.
With searching comes
loss
And the presence of absence:
"My Novel" not found.
The Tao that is seen
Is not the true Tao-- until
You bring fresh toner.
Stay the patient curse.
Of little worth is your ire.
The network is down.
A crash reduces
Your expensive computer
To a simple stone.
Three things are certain:
Death, taxes and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.
You step in the stream,
But the water has moved on.
This page is not here.
Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.
Having been erased,
The document you're seeking
Must now be retyped.
Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.
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