KRAKHOUSE – PART III: CREAMY/CLUMPY CLOWN CATCHER
My name is KRAKHOUSE, King of Kings: Look on my clowns, ye Mighty, and cream!
My name is KRAKHOUSE, King of Kings: Look on my clowns, ye Mighty, and cream!
Papangu: masked, dressed, and ready for the carnival.
Polka dots are so hot this spring!
Grab your tripod; we’re gonna be here all night.
You never may know in the preterite all perhaps that you would not believe that you ever even saw to be about to. Perhaps.
Pishogue is in vogue!
Ode to the Appaloosa (ie look at that horse anus).
Foxy Shazam have been pushing out turds for a while now. At least they’re finally admitting it.
Please keep your plums inside the ride at all times.
Aesthetics, schmaesthetics. Songwriting, schmongwriting. Consonance, schmonsonance. Who needs em, anyway?