word hose

I know what I meant- what I mean now is that I'm trying to break out of this word-hose style of writing. If you don't know what I mean, just check out the piece I just handed out...word hose.

So there I am straight up dyin of this rock pop suicide and out jumps this moonwalking bear all blitzface grandma with a shotgun and I brick bomb ‘im. Of course he deep ends it. What’s a deuce throwing rock bucket peach bomb—he’s a rock solid sum’bitch—sposed ta do?

Stock pile.

Basket like a trash dump water park. I can’ b’merry roundin dog races with p o’d cat bags. Modone huts pop minus.

On turnpike gutter cuts?

Naw. Dome scarves. Epic ball court swingties though.