Murder: LISTEN UP YE OLDE MUTHAFUCKAS
WE IS ABOUT TO PIMP YO SCHOONER
and they like go to a lighthouse and knock on the door
and some old bearded sailor answers and starts freaking out and screaming like a girl
because Pimp My Schooner is at his house
Categories: Pimp My Schooner · S. Monsieur · Whaling
Murder: my schooner has spinnerz
xhibit put them on there
i was on Pimp My Schooner
Kevin: does your schooner have hydraulics
Murder: yes it does
Kevin: or doez dat scare da fishez
Murder: it aint da fishez i iz aftah!
Kevin: whut you tink da whalez eat, dummy?
Sent at 11:44 AM on Tuesday
Murder: krillz, son!
16 harpoons in the clip and one in the hole
Categories: Kevin · Reasons for Living · Whaling · Work
I realized today that I have a new persona that is trying to get out. It is a 19th century whaling enthusiast.
I realized I have a deep-seeded need to go out and amass as much blubber as I can. The more blubber, the better.
I need to buy a pipe, so you can find me in the darkness by looking for the glowing embers. I need to buy a yellow rain slicker, so you can find me if I go overboard.
I need to be hanging off the bow of a boat with one hand in a fierce gale, throwing a harpoon through the belly of an endangered species.
I need more blubber, son.
Categories: Reasons for Living · Whaling
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