monkeys monkeys in my head
wont you please lay down to bed
jumping swining everywhere
going about without a care
eatting bananas all the time
why must this be my rhyme
monkeys monkeys in my head
wont you please lay down to bed
jumping swining everywhere
going about without a care
eatting bananas all the time
why must this be my rhyme
He opens the door entering a dark and silent room except for the sound and light of the television. Picking up the remote from the end table, he turns off the television.
Lemmings commit suicide not by jumping over cliffs but Lemming Paracetamol.
I reach for you with hands
Shaped like a fins…
Nerveless I stroke your shoulder and
Attempt a sham show
Of affection but feel less than zero
Once my fingers sparked electricity
Django Zoon. Top time and space bastard. Join him in his first adventure The Straightener.
The Roberts were just plain greedy. Ugly, feckless and greedy - what a bunch of bloody eejits. It was obvious to anyone with half a brain that they were ‘copycatting’...
A journey in the mind through an ex-boyfriends house, remembering a coming-of-age relationship.
Now we have a pink sun-set
and I'm feeling ballsy...
this morning I was scared fuck-less
about not very much at all
But that devil, devil, devil...
call him Beezlebub, Satan, or Lucifer,
It's not often you look at someone and know they could kill. Realise immediately they're way beyond the idle, macho threats that disappear with the rage that uttered them.
Normally, he likes to cook in a kind of laid-back, follow-your-instinct-get-inspired-and be-creative- fashion (in a way quite similar to how he acts the bedroom).
Dean insisted wherever he was at midday he dropped his trousers to get some air.
Even now, as he pulled the mangy cigarette from hip to coldsore he had no idea.
He took a sip, and placed the cup back on the piano, in the same precarious position as before, half cup on half cup off.
As brevity is the soul of wit, and I have other things on my plate, I'll be brief.
He was on the train when he first felt it. Like a softening that lowered him further into the seat on the long, sapping journey. It wasn't a worry at first.
"There has been an incident with your daughter, Rayna, and we need to speak with you."
Blood, there was so much blood and she couldn't breath. She was running to fast and she couldn't slow down. She promised the woman she would bring help back, but how could she keep that promise.
Tyler Bradford, a young boy of sixteen years, curious about a strange sound...Logan Gray, the man who manages to save him... Enter the things that happen When the Sun Goes Down.