THE WCS

Love is a fog it burns with the first daylight of reality

— Charles Bukowski

(Source: hulu.com)

Now where’s my no high fructose corn ooze ketchup?

Beast in thy field in ham of tramcks.

Geeze leigh!

Reminds us of the Blob.

Words choice choice

This is the real dope.

99 sense at the thrift.

Detroit, MI

Thought of ultravile while throwing this up. Fondly. Somewhat uncomfortable.

Finished tonite. Found the painting in the garbage. Signed it.