haha, best facial hair Ed. Keep up the good work with Toy Machine.
Posted By: not me on July 3rd, 2006 at 01:10AM PST
once i was playing in this weird abandoned lot / wildlife habitat and i saw this shimmering ray of the most pure white light. as the setting sun flooded the feild and drownd the trees, shrubs and unseen animals with a rose of pink, the light did not flinch. i stood there in a trance , paralized by out-dated frequencies being transmitted between an efervesent glowing matter and the part of me which stretches beyond the time of Jesus. I became the singular oldest soul which lies in a small forgotten fisser in all modern brains; i embodied all knowing time. darkness cooled the maddening heat of the summer day. billows of fog swarmed like a pack of starving wolves. the wolves devoured my whole but could never smell the flesh of the glow. it would not be taken for this was not a being, for even in death there is atleast rotting flesh. this was neither dead nor alive. my name echoed through my brain. i imagined this was an internal struggle, perhaps a reminder clutching to the only connection with this body. a calling from a simpleton who was being streched beyond the infanite. the voice escalated into a frantic scream coming from my best friend. jason is the brown, shaggy haired gapped tooth kid who has always lived five houses down from me. the gap in his teeth made the S in my name whistle. how long have i been standing here? reality flashed in a thought compulsivly urging me to run. i wanted to run so far. the scariest feeling for a man is when your natural instincts shut off. the whisteling S faded. my eyes swelled and tears poured like acid rain. the taste of salt send a shock through my body. the light turned red and cut throught the painfully dense fog. my fingers began to bleed. blood fountained out and within a minute i was bled dry. oh how i wish that the light was the head lamp affixed to Ed's head. out of which the light appeared was only intelegence. baffeling comprehension that only craved more. raped more. fuckin gluttin. my flesh detached from bone with not a trace of blood. bones turned to dust and i thrusted forward into the hallow darkness of the light which again turned into a sub-zero white. isnt it funny how heat can feel like cold and cold can burn you? how one melts on your skin and one melts your skin? i must be traveling at the speed of light. i knew the alpha and the omega. it was never ours to hold it is not ours to keep. this is only a dream.
Posted By: smoking typewriter with the wor on July 3rd, 2006 at 01:52AM PST
Posted By: luc on July 3rd, 2006 at 04:07AM PST
Are they in a cave. I've never been to a cave.
Posted By: Donald on July 3rd, 2006 at 08:16AM PST
Dude I hate when people write a freaking novel on the comments. Sweet Lord this is the Toy Machine site.
Posted By: Zach Diekman on July 3rd, 2006 at 09:29AM PST
Leo Romero fucking rips
i saw him at two different demos
Posted By: Bung-Hole on July 3rd, 2006 at 11:29AM PST
Is that Leo? Good Lordie he looks in his 40's. See what smoking does to you kids, Ed, your just straight up jolly, thats the only word that seems to fit you at the current moment.
Posted By: SHMO on July 3rd, 2006 at 01:14PM PST
Ed looks younger then Leo
Posted By: Nathan email@example.com on July 3rd, 2006 at 01:17PM PST
what the fuck are you talking about dude?
Posted By: kellan has a boner on July 3rd, 2006 at 06:42PM PST
That Boost Mobile thing you and Leo did for the Emerica site was pretty funny. Yes, I listen to that kind of useless shit, haha.
Posted By: christian on July 3rd, 2006 at 07:38PM PST
leo is one of my favorites
Posted By: toy rules on July 4th, 2006 at 12:51PM PST