The Sauce's blog: "I have an overactive imagination"

"Doesn't he look so pretty in that pink shirt." is what they said if only they could have know the truth. "Hey, guys let's go be some tought guys,let's go be some jerks." They should have thought twice, cause now they are all dead. One got this bat to the face repeatedly until his nice clean white tee was saturated with the blood that once flowed through his tough guy veins A brick to the face will usually change anybody disposition "How does that brick taste, tough guy?" i had to taunt a little, they did ask for it. Suffocation is the key cause i would hate to get any of this fat lards blood all over me now tough guy what are you gonna do when the kid you try to pick on picks back on you One of the pricks tried to get away but me and my buddy convinced him to stay, and my buddy goes by the name Mr. AK. Only thing you gotta remember if your gonna be a memeber of a gang of rowdy Tough guys is to make sure the toughness is legit cause you life might end up lost if the toughness is false.

Hangin around, what we got to do? SQUAT We some money But it sure isn't alot amost of it will probably be blown on pot. In the park tryin to find a big tree IN a hurry cause i really have to pee and in this city to pee isn't free. It's getting tough im about to explode i'm gettin nervous my heart for a comode, This is an ode an ode to the comode. Whether porcelin or outhouse or whole in the ground i'd like to say that you never ever make me frown unless it's in a good way unless it's in a good way unless it's in a good way when gettin rid of my waste my waste my waste my waste this is an ode an ode to the comode

ALL these things i try to do they don't made a damn to you You just turn and walk away or stand there laughing in my face. Maybe if i where more athletic in the gym six times a week or maybe you'd prefer a scholor instead of me your current comic geek. Maybe if i where a famous author four best sellers and the cover of News week maybe then you would love me and the prospect for romance wouldn't look so bleak What if i was a famous banjoist and drove my tractor on the street twanggin and banggin on my banjo and sing sappy songs of you and me but alas i can't play the banjo and i hope my rhyme has let you see playing the banjo is for losers and that is something i could never be........

Im green with envy and blue over you not really Truth is i'm as eager as beaver but im not a fan of chewing wood i prefer to chew the fat. *bop *bop *bop It still doesn't work to bash my head in the attempts to rattle the old bear from hyper hibernation, failed. what season is this, it tastes delicious on this fish but i would prefer it on a big apple. Yeah, i started from u but there are alot more letters before yours I can't sort the mail i don't have the patients nor am i cerifed to operate but i can subscribe something for what ails. EAT IT ALL AND SAVE NOTHING FOR ANYONE ELSE Apologize to the hungry while you naw on their bones Don't paint the house to cover the blood on the walls move to an apartment and get a lap dog named spirit Be a little silly, it makes old and boring people envy you I will always want to play the game i desire most of the times is LIFE until i get a bad roll. if insanity is a logical view of a world accessible only to me then i'll take 2 and could i get that to go.........

ROMANCE IN QUICKSAND In my last blood soaked breath, now I will hope and pray Some how Some way My demise won't cause you anymore pain So as my death won't be completely in vain And if your choice is me To bare the hate I will swear to be The only one who believes That my departure from this life Will be the only things I've done right So as I leave you I'd like to say that Don't believe me when I say that I have no fear The destination isn't clear but I know it's not here I will admit to you my wrongs and attempt to apologize with this song I don't have to close my eyes I've already died in side It's become apparent to me That I may be embracing insanity I know it's hard to believe But I truly cared, please believe So now I say Goodnight my precious victim ….. It's really funny that something so dark came out right now especially since im in such a good mood. Oh well

Explosions are pretty After I was laid down to sleep I prayed to my father That you could burn with me We'd bid a farewell to our flesh and sunshine's and moonbeam and things like that Goodbye to roses and dreamers and hell-o to torture But you refused my invite And the tickets have already been paid for What's the point of stopping to smell the roses the roses are dead To forever be in sunshine would be purgatory for me I need to bathe in the crud so as the prospect of the shower That your essence cleans me with can be more almost deserving as if I endured the torture for the prize. Of course I should have chosen door number one Now I'm alone To bare it Alone I need this bad I guess more than any other My dreams are a constant that never waiver's. For a being that wants, everything means nothing, and something unknown to that being is the only thing that will satisfy When my father comes for me I will forfeit my soul to you

ZOMBIE LOVING Please don't move I Don't want you To see I'm crying I feel like dying And soon Oh so soon So will you………. THE ONLY WAY I WANNA SEE YOU IS FACE DOWN COVERED IN BLOOD LIKE A BANANA I WANNA PEEL YOU FLESH CARVE FUNNY CHARACTER IN YOUR CHEST THEN I 'LL GO FEED THE PIGS WITH THE REST, SO I DON'T SEE YOU, I WILL. i'LL TURN MY FACE TO THE GROUND THAT WHERE I'M GOING NOW AND WHEN I'M COVERED IN DIRT THE ONLY TRUE CONnECTION WITH THIS EARTH FROM HERE I'LL CRAWL INto YOUR HEAD AND REBIRTH YOU AS ONE OF THE UNDEAD It'll be like we just met You won't remember all that shit I said And we will be together for all time. And now that Our love has Found its strength In suffering and murdering Here's a tissue my dear There's a little brain On your face..

Could I have this dance I probably might have asked you If my shirt wasn't all wet from perspiration I figured you would notice it and then clown on me for it Plus you know my palms where extra sweaty What girl wants to dance with a guy with sweaty palms? Do you even want to dance? Are you content to sitting? I fucking hate to dance but I want be near you That sounds corny I wouldn't dance with me if I where you Why didn't you know my hearts yearning? Why couldn't you see? Now you are dancing with an even sweatier guy that isn't me Your partner is another and my situation the pits !

this is getting increasingly more difficult for me to swollow and i've only injested a sliver of the recommended dosage i believe the medicine to be more sickening than the sickness itself. i've rambled here with no resolve i've pondered the situAtion through different eyes the view get distorted but always everytime focus does it's thing and makes it all clear again, in the clearity the filth is exposed. i'm afraid to make the change because of the fear of failure i've not failed because i won't try so i guess i'm a failure for that. i will indulge in self destructive vices and push everyone away,especially those that insist that there are better things for me i rebuke them and curse them for that confidence in me that i lack i believe that i can leap to the moon i just don't see the point who will i share the view with i can go these places in life but i have to leave all the people behind to do so, i must. over and over from season to season day by day month by month year by year i get up higher and higher emotionallly and i jump higher just so i can hit the ground harder and i can feel worse, in a way feeling bad is the only time i feel really good. i complain about making decisions when some people don't have a choice. i wish that i could be the person that my parents tell their cruddy friends about but i'm not i'm selfish, lazy and slightly perverse and sometimes i can't speak cause of nervousness not so much of embarresment or rejection but more about the outcome of the banter. i fully believe that i may actuallly be the anti-______ i'm sorry this funk came out of no where i'll get over it FUCKIN END