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Hashtag I’m a boss

» Posted By Gino On 06.02.2017 @ 9:19 am


A ship caring cartridge

» Posted By Gino On 06.01.2017 @ 9:26 am


I mercy upon you oh Great Wall of china

» Posted By Gino On 05.30.2017 @ 9:15 am


Is a year but I don’t know how any years are in a century

» Posted By Gino On 05.26.2017 @ 10:32 am


I’m not a fan of sisters they always cleannnnnnnnn

» Posted By Gino On 05.25.2017 @ 9:15 am


That was a sick. Stunt over the w a l l of c h i n aaaaaaaaaaaaa

» Posted By Gino On 05.24.2017 @ 9:25 am


Cuba Cuba duba do

» Posted By Gino On 05.22.2017 @ 9:13 am


It reminds me of Patrick the star fish breaking through the wall or even Sam breaking through the wall and saying was up

» Posted By Gino On 05.19.2017 @ 9:29 am


Ohhhhhhhh I’m a ghost I will haunt you ohhhhhhhhhhh I’m a gostbuster ohhhhhhhhhhh yeah gam a stile oh oh I’m a gost buster

» Posted By Gino On 05.18.2017 @ 9:26 am


I’m a sarfish that sits and does nothing all day

» Posted By Gino On 05.17.2017 @ 9:28 am


I’m a bird that can fly weeeee. Go over there and fly we we kids this is fun

» Posted By Gino On 05.16.2017 @ 9:15 am


Eat that pigs now eat when your starving.

» Posted By Gino On 05.15.2017 @ 9:10 am


It is like music like the national anthem

» Posted By Gino On 05.10.2017 @ 9:15 am

It is like music that’s what it sounds like to me

» Posted By Gino On 05.10.2017 @ 9:13 am


Be careful with knives kids you could cut your self or die if you get the right spot

» Posted By Gino On 05.09.2017 @ 9:19 am


I get dizzy when I spin around for a long time then stop

» Posted By Gino On 05.08.2017 @ 9:32 am


my skeleton aches from useless time spent uselessing timing skelotining. And if Amy winehouse passes at 27, why should I wait for 28 to come around the corner letting me know I wont make it into the world of fame, that once my skeleton is resting in adeep grave, some years later no one will even think of me.

» Posted By Gino On 07.24.2011 @ 10:39 am


A canteen may seem like a simple vessel that holds water. If you put it into the hands of a soldier serving in the south pacific during ww2 it better be full, it becomes the difference between life and death.

» Posted By Gino On 05.26.2011 @ 8:09 pm


No one is helping me. Yelping at me, yes. Criticizing and preaching. Yet, no one comes along side with an arm around my shoulders.

» Posted By gino On 11.11.2010 @ 3:03 am


What is average? Even, steady, a line between great heights and lowly lows. A sort of nothing statistic that attempts to define neither high nor low. Some position to be avoided at all costs? Not necessarily. One can get lost in the forest of average, be a hidden treasure not noticed, not shared, when one is merely average.

» Posted By gino On 11.10.2010 @ 3:13 am


What is this lousy of which you speak? Am I covered with louts? Could I not say I am mitey if I am covered in mites?

» Posted By gino On 11.09.2010 @ 2:59 am


He was more reader than writer. As lazy as he was, he found words on a page or screen easily engaged his eye while a blank page or screen was like a closed door to his brain.

» Posted By gino On 11.08.2010 @ 3:03 am


One must adapt to be adept at anything. Talent only takes one so far. Innovation and change are twin sons to mother necessity.

» Posted By gino On 11.06.2010 @ 2:55 am


His kit for the day held his gadgets which were more for distraction than anything else.

» Posted By gino On 11.05.2010 @ 3:04 am


The feud was more than a distraction. It was entertainment, an objective, a reason for living and a cause of dying.

» Posted By gino On 11.04.2010 @ 2:44 am


He could mix up his special elixir now that his county had voted to go “wet”.

» Posted By gino On 11.03.2010 @ 3:04 am


His mind was a stage for all the crazy thoughts that visited him, buzzing through his memory like gnats flitting into and out of his field of vision. Sometimes his thoughts chased the gnats and were drawn away faster than he could keep up. Other times he could swat them away and return to where he’d left off.

» Posted By gino On 11.02.2010 @ 3:19 am


To call them teeth was inadequate, they were fangs, pointed and lethal. He backed away.

» Posted By gino On 11.01.2010 @ 3:09 am


He planned to sail day after tomorrow. The weather forecast looked good for calm seas, plenty of sunshine to warm him, salt-laden breezes to invigorate his imagination.

» Posted By gino On 10.30.2010 @ 2:49 am


The comment was said aloud so that all could hear it. Somehow he missed its meaning. Maybe he didn’t hear it correctly. Was he really off the Christmas card list?

» Posted By gino On 10.29.2010 @ 8:46 am

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