i really don't need another girlfriend,
who's younger brothers
and a younger sister make fun of
my voice...
     no i do, i really do...
               it's funny being compared
to darth vader...
             oh... with all the smoking
and drinking...
  a cow has two stomachs,
             i have two pairs of testicles...
and when i used to collect swords...
i let the little ******* play
with them... sure... they loved it...
well... if H'americans can own guns...
did i fall for that knife amnesty?
i have about half a dozen swords
in the attic...
one?
    i'd say about 70cm...
              a Hussar cavalry sword...
something akin to a polo stick...
  picked it up from a Jewish antique
dealer for 70 quid...
   lovely piece of work...
i guess this night is going to become
a Metallica fest of past days,
past memories, days associated to associative
songs...
   like the song from garage inc.,
           astronomy...
darth vader my ***...
you should listen to my godmother talk...
it's like a harp inside a raspsichord...
get the joke?
   but wait...
   that was last night?
  i know that drunks are terrible
liars, always too afraid of the previous night...
but... i'm a drunk with
rubric... and dedication...
make great pizza... not that i'm looking
for anyone to eat my pizzas...
but...
   last night... last night...
oh ****! that was last night!
tell me... how did the Buddhist master
their mantra...
  without ever having met
an Aboriginal?!
   i swear this isn't a dream...
i was doing the didgeridoo sounds
with my mouth...
      like the Buddhist monks do
in their... wherever the **** they
do their mantra chants...
        a complete out-of-body experience
for me... how it happened...
i lost interest in the music
i was listening to...
      Buddhist, or Mongol?
  both, i guess...
         weird experience...
a bit like taking magic mushrooms
and ranting about atoms...
in ancient Greece...
           it's like a... raspy toy of
breath, coupled with vowels...
           sometimes balancing on consonants
when the teeth play with the tongue
to invoke the lips,
on letters such as...
   M - mmm -
     B - ****!
              P -     pop!
an M is a humming with clenched
lips...
               there are other instances
on the interaction of
the lips, the tongue, the lips,
the palette,
         the larynx... the diaphragm,
the nasal cavity and the breath...
but... you know...
     i don't exactly feel like...
revealing everything...
i'll just keep...
  what i already know is, mine.
great pizza, homemade dough,
**** me... ever tried
the green pesto, mozzarella
and fresh tomatoes pizza?
genius...
                    great pizza and on
the odd occasion a didgeridoo mouth,
out of body experience
when having reached the drinking
limit...
        just to point out:
i'm not advertising...
                                just saying.