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DRINK:  THE UNTITLED - Mix two shots of Patron Silver tequila, one shot of Jack Daniels, and one shot of Smirnoff vodka in a rocks glass.

JOKE:  How do you know the toothbrush was invented in the south?  If it was invented in the north it would've been called a teethbrush.

BEATS:

FROM THE BASIC
From the basic comes the beauty.  From the clay... the birth of life.  From the seas, a salty cruelty... that blows its harshness on thee with strife.  It strips the skin, and burns the flesh.  It makes one age months within a day.  It tears the beauty off the basic.  It casts the flesh back to the clay.  But from the basic comes the beauty.  It never lasts, but always fades.  Call it life, or call it cruelty... but the basic always returns to it's basic ways.  Genesis.

HYENAS
Why do seals seem so happy, when captive within a human's circus?  Why do dolphins laugh and flip through the open sea?  Why do dogs beg for our attention, and love everyone they seem to meet?  Then again, this is only a fraction of the animal kingdom.  We know cats purr when contented, birds will chirp... But what of rabbits, apes, bluegills, lobsters, elk, ocelots, wombats...?  Are they never sate?  I sincerly hope they know happiness.  For if they don't, then truly the terrorists have won... and reaped all the love of a home from them, as they laugh on and drink their booze by a warm comfy fire.  Hyenas.

CONTINUED DE-EXISTENCE
A noble account of continued de-existence is what has become of me.  I sit and debate myself, my life, what it's all about... and I can't find a moment of true rationalization of it.  I continue to exist without even being present.  I say I'm a nobody, but a nobody that knows they're a nobody is still a somebody.  But when somebody feels they're a nobody, they're a nobody... with no purpose... just waiting to be a somebody that they already are.  Or aren't they?  Que?

WERE I THE GUY...
Were I the guy responsible for underwear advertising billboards, I'd be sure to put up girls with hooters too big to fit in the bras, so that their boobages oozed out... and put guys with massive packages and raging boners in the ads... just to be out of the norm, get attention, and still keep it in the realm of acceptable standards and practices for advertising.  I'd be the guy to push the envelope & get publicity for my products.  I'd be in the news, on the news... THEE fuckin' news!  Then I'd apologize and not mean it, continue to put controversial ads up, and watch as the cash rolls in.  Oh how the cash rolls in.

Chocolate Of The Moment:  Dark.