Malodorous. He was one of us and He held a high position. Ranking. High ranking. You hadda have the Right disposition.    

We beat them and FUCK THEM! We beat them, we did! Like old uncle Sid said, Fuck them, they wanna fight? They get what’s coming, right? Cause if they win, shit’s bad. They’ll fuck us, be glad. That we won Because son, They’re animals. So sad…  

Bitch was nice until familiar. She kinda lied alot and Could easily be caught Picking her nose. She was one of those Bitches I suppose Who could not close What she fucking knows Is a pie hole big enough to drown a horse. Which, of course She would do If it would put her through […]

They waited four hours. ‘Til their phones went dead. No one mentioned anything Then one of the children said. What are we having for supper? And why is it so damn cold?! People were shocked by the little girl’s mouth, For which her mother scolded; Dammit! Watch your pie hole! Why don’t you go Back […]

Attention! Attention! Your attention please! Give it to us now, man. Keep nothing up your sleeves! You need none for yourself now. And none for your family. Give your attention All your attention… One hundred percent to me! I will set you free! From your attention.

This book’s writ but Ain’t writ right. Printed words need outa sight. Editor cannot smell the plight Of an author drowning in turmoil. Barry

This thing bites. This thing sucks. Wait here to get crushed by mucks. Mucky-mucks who just say shucks. You boo-hoo there, take these bucks. Learn a lesson you Silly fucks! Barry  

  Joe woke up the other day. Woke right up and Joe did say I’m awake Holy Cow!  And that’s okay! But awake he was to what…? Awake is not enough! You gotta feel it in your gut! You’re kneeling pal, get up! See now up here. It’s three dee, hear? And now you see […]

  Sweet Jesus protect us! From this evil weed! Jesus, we need you To super-supercede. And inhale their exhale To free us from their deed. They want us. They need us. To c’mon, c’mon, BLEED! Barry Oh shit ya, weed is waaaaaaaay worse than working! Jeepers Man!! Mission Zero MY ASS! http://www.wcbsask.com/mission-zero Source: http://leaderpost.com/news/local-news/31-workers-who-died-on-the-job-honoured-in-annual-day-of-mourning   […]

She said be good now Barry ’cause Santa’s watching. I didn’t touch myself that night. Just the thought of me ‘n Santa alone in the bathroom Shit didn’t feel quite right. But mama said shit was real, so it was. How was I, a kid, to know? When mama said this or that was true […]

There’s only one way outa This wet paper bag and It ain’t a going through the top. You better like slivers and You better like cuts because Paper’s bringing that and bringing lots. Your mind is being made up. Who make up your mind? That’s the paper bag’s weak spot. Barry   SpaceX Lands Rockets […]

Perception is a thing. Things can be controlled. Things can be not as they seem. Fresh paint over old. Polished up then sold. Sellers acting bold. Buyers don’t behold Anything their told. Barry  

Don’t look into the sun today. Maybe tomorrow too. Cause the sun is hotter and bigger than eyes. And a whole lot bigger than you. Barry  

You fuck, you say nothing! Money is all to you. Now you meet the real currency, I bet you stay true. Benjamin,  I do! Barry.

Don’t go to Mexico. Well, if you do go, you better wear blinders. You’ll need blinders just to avoid seeing hammered and passed out drunk people laying in the gutters and across unoccupied vehicles. Children drunk. Grandmas drunk. Police officers and everyone… drunk, drunk, DRUNK! Why? Jeez, they got booze everywhere is why. Booze in […]

“If only …” Was all he said and I Shook my damn head But the old beggar couldn’t Have said more. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Ah fool me once At’s not nice. But fool me again and Dammit! Twice! Now I’m a fool who’ll Be fooled thrice. This being fooled thing Can be a slice. A spicy not nice slice of life. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

The guys there had a plan and Everyone was in it. Those without a plan never Realized they could so They didn’t, living out another’s plan. The plan said stop all planning. All collusion and get to-ing. Stop synergy in it’s tracks and send Those synergistic packing. And all their plan was lacking Was the […]

Okay, I meant to say rent. Humans for rent. Everyone hell bent To do and out do each other. If they can’t out do then some do in They do in, do in the other. Lawyers. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

It was Joe what done it. He’s the one or maybe it was His first born son. The cat ain’t eatin’ the cat food man. I can tell from the mess it’s that Raccoon Stan. Course, I ain’t seen ’em I’m guessing yo But the the way I talk You’d think I know. However, I don’t […]

Sittin’ ducks in a truck. Sittin’ ducks in a truck on fire. Why them ducks wait down to the wire? Hot ducks see that the duck lords aspire To a modus operandi of Sitting ducks on fire. You own your own ass! Get it through your thick beak! Don’t be sittin’ when ya should be […]

Fucking motherfucking accountants. Don’t do shit but account Accounts. Fucking motherfucking accountants. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Tippy tippy tippy tippy tippy tippy tippy. You little ruffie muss drive. Gamma too busy wonderin’ up, what up? She can’t see overflowing cup. Gamma gettin’ everything rough on ruff, Naw you, little ruffie, muss drive. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Ima call a tiger a tiger. Ima call a spade a spade. Ima call out in anger Calla goddamn midnight raid?! Against the innocent?! Boy you gotta be sick As you said. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

Mister hear of Fukushima? Shit’s bad. Ah shit’s bad. No one wants to talk about it. Shit’s bad. Shit’s that bad. Sorry Japan.  Sorry. Sorry. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

See, pardon I did not hear you. The deestance mastered us. Cause if we were hooked up in life Our ears would make no fuss. Vibration. A nation. Bite a bullet no fuss, Bitta muss. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

Ah shit is bad if He says it’s bad. No sense in wondering why. And you can’t fix it cause It’s bigger’n you an You ain’t the fixer guy. Thank you, friend. Barry out.  

Mentally ill is why we still Cry out for something free. I like free, feels great to me and I Wonder if and how it might be That free becomes so natural see that Nobody gets ahead. Thank you, friend. Barry out.

Bobby wants to go for a ride. But Bobby’s ideas and his culture’s collide. But Bobby don’t run and hide. No, Bobby I.D.’s himself with pride. Sorry says the officer who complied. With the unwritten rule his guide. Never, never, never question authority Less you wanna talk by hand outside. You just don’t do it! […]

Who cares who made your underwear?! Or skidmark remover gel? And whomever invented parking meters Isn’t damned all ways to hell. A million creations serve us every day Yet seldom do we ever hear the everyman say, Thank you creator, for working your clay! Thank you, friend. Barry out.