We're drinking beer
Yes, that we are. Drinking beer and listening to Devo, and therefor I'll give You a list with the hottest bands right now.
1. DEVO
2. Wannadies
3. Don't know
4. Beastie Boys, maybe
I mean Sade is good to, but she's not really IT. She's more like making out with candles and smells in the backround.
Happy hollidays, fuck, oops, I said it...

Saturday live
OK, this is what it feels like to breath on a Saturday.... I'd almost forgotten the feeling. Me and Lips (girlf.) are going to town. Doing what? Do'now... Perhaps buy a record, perhaps harass bourgasin at Snob Mart, perhaps go eat some chineese dog, perhaps take a beer or five.

Sllllloooooowww
This day is soooo sllllooooowwww. Someone should pop some speed into time itself.
What I should do is publish my old diary, that I wrote for about five years ago, on an ancient typewriter. That, friends, was truly a masterpiece. I'll tell You about it some more when I feel like it. Yesterday, some troublemaker named Max spilled beer on that masterpiece. Hang him.

Coffe anyone?
If anyone is intrested I'll tell You that im going for a cup of coffe, and a cigarette. If I had some liquer I'd probarly drink that to.

First gear, it's alright!
God damnit day, be afternoon!

Just checking
Ok then, one-two-one-two, do You hear me? I hear me. I make sense. Though, one should write in one's own native tongue, but what the f**ck, bad words sound better in english.
The weekend is coming to the rescue. Max D survived yet another week, doing what?
N-o-t-h-i-n-g
I expertise in being a mosqituo (?) at societys neck. That's what I do. Someone gotta do it and it might as well be me, figures. RIGHT?

So how does this thing work then?
If I say lala, this thing types lala?
You shouldn't rely on technology I say. You shouldn't trust anything. I don't trust anything, not even myself.