My head feels like I must have had some fun.

[kenny]

Like mushrooms the deer come out when it rains. I must have seen 20 deer on the stretch of road that I traveled this evening. They stand around, waiting to be turned in to hamburger by some h2 driving mad man barreling down this stretch of road at some exorbitant speed. I see them all of the time, mangled, torn limb from limb in some horrible manner. Whether they are wrapped around a guard rail, smeared like peanut butter or even worse… I was traveling this stretch about two weeks ago when I saw one that looked so peaceful. This didn’t look like the typical SUV assault; the deer still looked soft and sweet until I actually inspected the whole scene. As my eyes made their way to the back of the deer I then saw something unlike any other deer slaughter that I had seen before. The deer’s asshole looked like a doughnut, but all puckered and red – swollen like some Hollywood starlets collagen filled lips. The impact of whatever hit this deer managed to force all of its insides to eject out of its rectum. They weren’t hanging out either; they had shot several feet away. This is the second gruesome incident with an animal that I have had since living in this state, the first was far worse. I was traveling down some dirt road as I rounded a bin. I swerved to miss a large cow carcass that was blocking the road ahead of me. Living in large cities all my life I had never ran across a live cow, let alone a dead cow. I got out of my car, walked up to the dead cow and for some reason I thought I would just be able to kick the cow off to the side of the road. I drew my foot back and kicked lightly just to determine how heavy this cow was. With hardly any effort my foot penetrated the cow’s rotten, bloated stomach. There was a deep sounding pop followed by a horrible smell of rotten flesh and leaking insides. This cow’s stomach had gotten hot and bloated in the desert sun and my kick only caused the stomach to explode. It’s one of those sights, accompanied by that smell of death that ensured itself a permanent memory that I will never be able to purge from my cranial circuitry.

A normal day is never possible for me. Instead of waking up with the wanted company of a beautiful woman I felt something cold. I pulled off my sheet only to find a 12 gauge pistol grip shotgun. Also in my bed was a telephone and a half empty bottle of kettle one vodka. I don’t remember getting in bed let alone gathering these items on my way, but then again I have a lot of hazy memories that only become clear down the road. Maybe that is why I don’t like to be alone, unsupervised I continue to abuse every substance I can find within reach only to wake up like this.

One time in New Orleans I woke up with a flooded hotel room, I followed the water to the bathroom only to find blood spatter all over the sink, mirror and walls. This is not something anyone ever wants to wake up to. There was no one else in my room and the door was bolted from the inside. I have no recollection of what evils had happened this night, in fact I should review the video from that trip to see if there is anything that might shed some light on the situation, then again maybe I should just burn the tape and live the rest of my life none the wiser. After all I am innocent as long as I think I am, right?

Anyhow I just thought I would share a couple of things I have been thinking about recently and I have plenty of time since this video encoding had become a large pain in my ass. I know I said that I would have some new shit up this week but I was not expecting this horrible video editing experience that I have gotten myself in to. Due to some horrible glitch I have to go back and re-edit and encode a lot of footage and when shit like this takes an hour at a time, not to mention the fact that it has to be done anywhere from 4 to 8 times a day you can see where this gets time consuming and very draining. Shit will be back on track soon, but as for now I must get back to the hell I have created. We have a few reviews that are to come out soon to plug some of our projects so this needs to get done a.s.a.p. Hopefully something I am trying works but I doubt that will be the case, after all my luck is about as strong as wet toilette paper…

Be back soon.

[cold]

Originally posted by kenny
...then again maybe I should just burn the tape and live the rest of my life none the wiser. After all I am innocent as long as I think I am, right?

I say watch it. Sometimes I use a hand-held memo recorder when I'm drunk to get down my act when I'm spitting off insanity, or causing trouble around me. It helps me understand the internal combustion cycle inside my head.

[standroid]

Stickers are one thing. But, when you tag a car. That is too much. Gotta love waking up to black spray paint on every thing. Fuck, I need more beer. Deal with the drama later.

[kenny]

Originally posted by standroid
Stickers are one thing. But, when you tag a car. That is too much. Gotta love waking up to black spray paint on every thing. Fuck, I need more beer. Deal with the drama later.

Who spray painted what?

[standroid]

No clue. Punk ass kids I guees. Just pay the bill on monday. Gotta love living down town. Would not trade it though. But leave the mans car alone. Go tag a wall or something. Hit like 5 cars on my block.

[standroid]

Was not a hektik crew thing. Just me bitching about my shit being fucked up. Stickers are cool spray paint does damage.

[kenny]

Originally posted by standroid
Was not a hektik crew thing. Just me bitching about my shit being fucked up. Stickers are cool spray paint does damage.

Ok, just checking since how hektik stickers get thrown everywhere... almost seemed like it was directed towards us. Yeah, that is shitty, people should never fuck with other peoples personal belongings...

[standroid]

I know, when you look out side and see what is not right. You need a place to bitch about it.

[Serpent]

Originally posted by kenny
I got out of my car, walked up to the dead cow and for some reason I thought I would just be able to kick the cow off to the side of the road. I drew my foot back and kicked lightly just to determine how heavy this cow was. With hardly any effort my foot penetrated the cow's rotten, bloated stomach. There was a deep sounding pop followed by a horrible smell of rotten flesh and leaking insides. This cow's stomach had gotten hot and bloated in the desert sun and my kick only caused the stomach to explode. It's one of those sights, accompanied by that smell of death that ensured itself a permanent memory that I will never be able to purge from my cranial circuitry.

Having experienced that 'smell' and 'pop' before I can understand how it will never be purged from your memory. I can almost smell it now... And to think I was actually going to eat some breakfast to fix my hangover, oh well.

[Serpent]

...and another picture just to help keep that memory fresh...

[Serpent]

...doesn't this just make you want a big juicy hamburger right now?

[Serpent]

...ok... I know... not really funny...

[BinaryKode]

I live in lower pa and u see deer killed all the time. It sucks they come outta nowhere, but i was driving down the road one night and i saw this guy parked on the side of the road will call this guy billy bob. Billy bob and his girfriend were crowed around a gimpy deer he just hit and was trying to figure out how to finish it off and get it outta some guys yard. So i told billy bob my i know someone with a shotgun that lived down the road and we could get the gun and end this things pain. Billy bob says i don't wanna wake up the people. He says i got a knife in the truck i just cut it's throat and let it bleed out. I say fuck it go ahead. Billybob starts hacking away with this shitty ass flexable kitchen knife and the deer start's kicking so he steps on its neck. It seemed like it took at least 5 min that shit was fucking sick it moaned and gargled i really can't explane all the details i'm not a good writer. The point is that i will never go hunting and kill a deer unless i am starving.

[cold]

Originally posted by Serpent
...doesn't this just make you want a big juicy hamburger right now?

mmm.. dead cow.

[Tattooz4u]

Originally posted by kenny
I swerved to miss a large cow carcass that was blocking the road ahead of me.

That reminds me of the good ol' days when I used to deliver cash to remote parts of the state and the roads were open range.

There was this great big fucker right out in the middle of the road one night when we were coming back to SLC, and the only thing we saw was the glow of the cow's eyes in our head lights. I'm surprised that we didn't have cow snot down the side of the truck. We were THAT close to hitting the sonofabitch. It would have been bad news for both us and the cow had we slammed it.

Those sonofabitches probably weigh a half ton to a ton each.

Good times....hahaha Thanks for the memories Kenny. :-)