Bad ass. I like the idea of Rez erection, a Native American boner. A line of my new rhyme: I'm back...like the fat boys, bitches sayin' Yes! Like I'm James Joyce. Anonymous art, Sartre is my hero, he didn't accept the nobel prize for literature, Where's Pierre? Pierre is not there. Countin on death being the end, butt fuck if I know. Travellin nomadic style fillin' up notebooks gleanin what I like most then leaving em in some city doin my best to leave no traceable info in em. Thanks for learnin' me hillips