for the anarchists This cute girl, she thinks I’m smart because I’m wearing a paper mache puppet head and protesting Republicans converging on the Big Apple. But the truth is, I have no idea why I’m protesting. Which I guess doesn’t really matter, so long as the cute girl who thinks I’m smart shows me her funbags later.
August 30, 2004
August 30, 2004
The ‘This Cute Girl Thinks I’m Smart Because I’m Wearing A Puppet Head and Protesting’ poem
August 30, 2004
The ‘This Cute Girl Thinks I’m Smart Because I’m Wearing A Puppet Head and Protesting’ poem
for the anarchists This cute girl, she thinks I’m smart because I’m wearing a paper mache puppet head and protesting Republicans converging on the Big Apple. But the truth is, I have no idea why I’m protesting. Which I guess doesn’t really matter, so long as the cute girl who thinks I’m smart shows me her funbags later.
August 30, 2004
protein wisdom’s Republican National Convention coverage, 3
5:47 PM. Westbound on 35th and Broadway, a group of white guys with dreadlocks spin lopsided urine balloons at police. “What are you guys protesting?” I ask one of them, a skinny kid in his early twenties whom I slide up alongside. “Fuck off, narc,” he says, not looking at me. I flash him a peace sign. “No war for petroleum-based latex products filled with liquid human waste,” I say—then
August 30, 2004
protein wisdom’s Republican National Convention coverage, 3
5:47 PM. Westbound on 35th and Broadway, a group of white guys with dreadlocks spin lopsided urine balloons at police. “What are you guys protesting?” I ask one of them, a skinny kid in his early twenties whom I slide up alongside. “Fuck off, narc,” he says, not looking at me. I flash him a peace sign. “No war for petroleum-based latex products filled with liquid human waste,” I say—then