Category: Visual Arts

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    All the Norwegians, man, you should see them out in Ballard looking soulful at the pines — and also the Swedes…All of the groovers came from Vancouver and some of them came up from Oregon, in case you don’t know. Viva Seattle Tacoma! Viva viva…

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    Brukup, it’s Brukup, it’s Brukup, humble like we pon’ the come up! Don’t make it turn into troublе, ’cause we Sunday straight out the Comics!

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    Happy to take the misery these Sunday Comics can bring to me; don’t like the look of this town — what goes up must come down. Character is lost and found on unfamiliar playing ground. “What in the world”/”get out of my world” Palaces, barricades,…

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    We were at a policy meeting, they were planning new Sunday Comics — I didn’t want to rock your boat but you sent this dangerous note. You’ve been letting your feelings show; are you safe, Miss Gradenko?

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    I kissed America when she was fleecing me. She knows I understand Sunday Comics are free. And I miss America and sometimes she does too, and sometimes I think of her when she is fucking you. I love America, yo siempre he confiado en ti.…

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    Green grass grows around the backyard shithouse and that is where the Sunday Comics bloom. We are flowers growin’ in God’s garden, and that is why he spreads the shit around.

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    Sunday, why you’re so complicated for me, twilight? Waiting on the planet to turn to me, dark side…If loving you’s a felony now, then I’m a renegade, riding, trying to read the Comics ain’t easy ’til you dive in swimming pools.

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    Got questions with no answers. Can’t help me out, I need a friend, I’m losin’ faith in this world of sin. Tryna make ends meet with a week, no sleep; it’s like a cycle that never ends. I can’t contend with no handlin’, I can’t…

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    I got bad coordination, stuck a pencil in my eye…I can hardly wait to get back home. Why is everybody gettin’ paranoid? I’s only havin’ fun. Scumbags and superstars, tell me your names; I’ll make a bet you’re both the same. And I can see…

  • Sunday Comics

    Sunday Comics

    Well, the bad gets worse, too fucked up and the hate grows more each day. So when the infected try to effect you, don’t listen to them when they say “Follow the rules and forget the bomb.” Communistical patriotic, the plan is subtle but it’s…

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