Just want to share some of the stuff I write...

[Pedro]

Good shit Phil

[Buffalo Phil]

I created a character back in Highschool that some would know of... 'The Fuzzy Man in the Big White Jeep'.


White Jeep Redux

When it's out there is no peace in mind
Fear and terror stretch from far beyond the crime
The fake wood creates havoc and buzz saws cringe
The people flee like bees, watching the all-mighty wino binge
Making his way past the Magic Ricers to the Temporal Flux
Ripping down the roads jams the man to the White Jeep Redux

The Fuzzy Man, jet black aviation glasses
Hawaiian blue shirt, dirty khakis stained molasses
He opens the throttle and kisses the sky
Riding past the sun on his new electric ride
With clouds full of whiskey there isn't time to be a klutz
Drinking the clouds jams the man to the White Jeep Redux

Later on became way back when
Broken clutch with engine problems again
Green blabbering smoke and the howling banshee cried
Drowning in oil, the dipstick yelled and died
The bats in the ashtray came fluttering from the guts
Ripping apart the machine jams the man to the White Jeep Redux

Lone American dream Super Highway system
Drums beating on his mind all there within him
Big old Thirty-Threes with Dana spinning in the rear
Mass lubrication and the teeth still stripping off the gears
Quacking on the grill are dozens of wind fried ducks
Smiling feathers in his mouth jams the man to the White Jeep Redux

Between the concrete and steel a thin layer of air
Shrimp with their orange claw hammers do nothing but stare
The cherokees solute the man while the renegades laugh
Come liberty or death, Robot Lords take to the cosmos and clash
The sheriffs of Hong Kong on the telephone say they don't give a fuck
And all around the world jams the man to the White Jeep Redux



White Jeep Re-gas

Down past the Gas Station the needle was starting to cry
Bouncing off the 'E' the twenty gallon was running dry
The muffler coughed and the headlights flickered
The tires where slowing while the fuel injection bickered
Parked the Jeep in the dirt road station with a smile on his face
He kicked the fender, popped the cap and threw the nozzle into place

But completely unaware to the Fuzzy Man behind the glasses
Eight Fifty or Ten twenty a gallon the sign went off with its flashes
'You pay the price or get the fuck out!' Yelled the Beelzebub
In a fit of anger the Fuzzy Man reached for his twelve-gauge club
He took his Camouflage Tactical Turkey gun and pointed it at his nose
'Your brains'll go unless the gas flows past the radio!"

The Hexxon Val-Diesmon rapped and removed his dirty blue cap
And with the barrel in his face the Fuzzy Man wasn't taking any crap
"Take what you need and get the fuck out!" Yelled the dirty Devil
And he walked away just like that and kicked up a bit of gravel
In through the hatch the Man threw the Infinite Dark Liquid Machine
And it spilled everywhere and into his tank flowed some Dirty Gasoline

He jumped in the driver seat and turned the key and flicked the Mighty Finger
With a hasty shift to drive and a mean Demon behind, this was no place to linger
The pavement cracked under the skid marks and the AMC exploded
Exhaust ripped from the converter because the muffler was all eroded
With a spark behind the Fuzzy Man's glasses he shifted into Four Low
The Gears where grinding and his axles locked, and he turned up the Radio

The road went to a boulevard and became a Rock Crawling Street
Dried up lake beds with water weeds surrounded by fields of Meat
The Muds kicked up rocks and flung them all up into the air
Rather so, he hit the throttle and gave the Mudskippers a scare
Snapping turtles grounded their beaks and headed for the Sea
And with haste and his ARBs, the Fuzzy Man was flexing on a Tree

So down past the Gas Station the needle was so happy it could cry
Bouncing off the 'F' the twenty gallon was just about ready to die
The Muffler howled like a gun and the High Beams flickered
Kicking up illegal dirt all over his 'Four by Four The Win' sticker
Idled the Jeep in the Rock Quarry, he smiled with a certain class
And that’s how the Fuzzy Man gets his God damn Gas.