by DaveStuff | Jul 17, 2008 | Culure, Music
Love is real, real is love.
Love is knowing, how to love
-John Lennon
Bret Michaels is a trip huh? All those fine chicks lining up wanting to hook up. All on the TV. I assume that is how it has been for him for many years since he became a rock star. Now he’s bringing in plenty of capital from that fact considering he ain’t doin nothing musically but, rather, living in the glory days of Poison.
My High School Years were all “poisoned” with all that hair metal garbage.
by DaveStuff | Jul 15, 2008 | Addiction, Culure
My hopes and dreams went down the drain with the “bathtube” crank.
Let’s see here.
- A case if good cold medecine
- Some Gasoline
- Black Iodine
- A stove
Put a fire up under there. Mix it around and speed all over town.
All ya need is the secret recipe.
It’ll make an addict outta ya!
So what is the recipe anyways? Nuthin’ but a good time!
by DaveStuff | Jul 14, 2008 | Culure, Music
Look at this picture What is the missing element?

The Drummer ani’t got no freakin’ arm!
God has warned these guys to quit making albums…They just don’t listen. Know what I’m sayin’ ??
by DaveStuff | Jul 13, 2008 | Culure, Politics
Did you ever feel like the Coyote to the Road runner? You just keep trying to catch something you can’t have and the results are always endless..
Lots of wisdom to that cartoon ya dig?
by admin | Jul 13, 2008 | Addiction, Culure, Music
All my life Ive never stopped to worry `bout a thing,
Open up and shout it out,an never try to sing,
Wondering if Ive done it wrong,
Will this depression last for long,wont you tell me?
-The Kinks
You wanna have a good time? Wondering what happened to the teenage years of constant entertainment? Going through a Mid Life crisis?
Come on now…Admit it… We all go there don’t we?
by admin | Jul 10, 2008 | Addiction, Conspiracy, Culure
Your going to need chiropractic care for the rest of your life. That’s what the guy told me after a free visit given to me at the State Fair. I kept telling him I wasn’t in pain but he insisted that I was…
The dark room with the massage chair and nice music was cool. As was the pretty girls that worked there trying to get me to come back 3 times per week. What can I say?