Smoke Break With Spaceman Jones

Just came back from the home planet with some primo cloud. Gregg and Darius send their regards. That two man show is really taking off. Oh Nikki Free says you owe her a guitar and that if you don’t pony up you will have a date with “Irish” Nikki Ward. Space has definitely hardened her soul, but at least she still speaks in third person. … Continue reading Smoke Break With Spaceman Jones

Ribs For Her Pleasure: A Dr. S Chronicle

Trying to feel good. Trying to smile. Trying not to think about thinking and it’s making me ill. Not sick. Fuckin ill. Back on up on that. Or marinade… Well fucking A! Did someone say marinade? Let’s talk preventative theory here. I wanna prevent you from being dry. I want to eat you. I need you to be moist.While the ribs are in the oven. … Continue reading Ribs For Her Pleasure: A Dr. S Chronicle

Smoking Cloud With Spaceman Jones

Yo I just came back from the outer nebulas with some primo cloud. Your name did come up. You owe a lot of people. I told them my usual. What? I didn’t say anything. What do you mean stop typing? You said write for the fake magazine, so I’m writing. You’re funny Pinky. Where’s Old Skool Joe? He will want to try some of this … Continue reading Smoking Cloud With Spaceman Jones

A Meeting(Smoke Session) At The 46

  “Hey guys I think I might be turning in my wings” said Spaceman Jones as he exhaled a giant cloud of smoke.  “No seriously  guys I don’t think I have the chops to go out there into space anymore. It’s scary out there.”  He then passed the blunt to the Pink Panther who blew the excess ash off of the front, took a pull, and … Continue reading A Meeting(Smoke Session) At The 46