It's all in how you throw the dice; how you hold your cards,
how you butt your cigarette. It's the shape of the ashes,
much more than the volume of smoke. Is Graffiti-In-Paradise
much more attractive than Grafitti in skid row? A spraycan
is a spraycan, the law doesn't change on Sundays, the hand
that feeds the mouth is always hungry. War knows no end here. The
palm trees are only another painting. Live and let loose. Purple
is a color made famous by Jimi Hendrix; all others are using
Borrowed Time. And The Color Purple is rare in Graffiti-Land
- honest folks. It's not the Blue Suede Shoes of your "normal"
graf kings like Ensoe and Theory. Naw, mah man.
Click the Purple Bullet for another fine Sez Panoramix view
of Hazy
Purple. We are running out of alocades for Tags and
More Tags. Nothing says Nothing better than Nothing. So,
we may sit down and shut up; let the trash bins do the talking. Let
the mountains lick the ocean clean. Love the sailors who
keep a girl in every harbor.
It's Fluid, Alive, Sexy
and Mechanical all at the same time. And Blue, says BB
KIng, is the ticket for most trains out of town. Can't
go wrong with Mr Blue. Damn!
Green, like it's distant cousin Purple, is not a common spray-kid
color. We can try to find out, but this is arcane lost knowledge,
something the Free-Masons might be able to tell you.
So, we introduce another Palm-studded special, something called
"Twitterpated", by HRuler. My guess at Doctor's Handwriting.
Saw an ad in the back-alley for
a 1-bedroom apartment "near the beach". US bucks, that is. Just to live near
hot dogs and military gun-towers patrolling a ploughed sand-box. It all escapes me, like dregs of coffee-pots swirling down
the drain. Ah to be young, to believe in suntans, goggles
and biceps. To smell the lure of Coppertone and the sugarplum
bikini's of California Blondes.
Too many Barbie Dolls in one day can spoil your digestion. |
