anycuntcould

Wed, 19 Aug 2009 03:25:28 GMT

The air pressure alters and the air fills up with artichokes

A smell of piss and sodium, a noise like bitches twisting inwards, caught and left for carrion

Razorlight, razorlight

And

I

Fall.

Wed, 15 Jul 2009 23:02:32 GMT

I don't give a toss about your cover sheets.

I don't give a toss about your time tables.

The next one who calls me a holy tax accountant gets an unsavory hex up the arse. You have the wrong man.

Sat, 04 Jul 2009 09:26:02 GMT

Bloody noise.

I'll be in the pub all morning.

Audio//Video//Sob

Wed, 10 Jun 2009 03:45:14 GMT

[Let it be known, John Constantine used to be in a band.]

Robin Hood and Little John walking through the forest, laughing back and forth at what the other'un has to say...

[Of course, it was a punk rock band.]

Wed, 03 Jun 2009 01:36:27 GMT

Nothing feels better than when I'm deep up inside you, mate.

You take the bad with the good.

When I put me light too close to the hole you never throw a fit.

You understand if I'm not in the mood to just talk.

Truth is, I'd be lost and cold without you.

Fri, 15 May 2009 22:56:27 GMT

Twice the charm innit?

Audio//Video//Who the hell knows, eh?

Fri, 20 Feb 2009 10:38:42 GMT

The thought comes out of nowhere, like a bullet carved from madness, and for just an instant I consider ignoring it and walking out of here.

But then I remember I've got a reputation to maintain.

Oh yeah... one other thing, fellas...

Fri, 13 Feb 2009 11:13:58 GMT

Now here's a good day to be out and about.

Remember, luck didn't work for the rabbit.

Tue, 20 Jan 2009 22:57:39 GMT

There you go, lads.

Fri, 16 Jan 2009 21:55:45 GMT

No.

Mon, 05 Jan 2009 01:29:21 GMT

They're taking the piss. Not that I'm complaining.

Voice Post//What else were you expecting?

Wed, 24 Dec 2008 03:52:07 GMT

Love adventure death and glory
The short goodbye the whispered story
One last glance at the chameleon dance
And into the dark across the park
I ain't no mark for the Venus of the Hardsell
SAY IT
I ain't no mark for the Venus of the Hardsell

Saints and sinners raw beginners
Lipstick traces and tv dinners
Cigarsmoke bars and expensive new cars
The Acapulco dive and the media jive
They all survive for the Venus of the Hardsell
KNOW IT
They all survive for the Venus of the Hardsell

Empty graves and shallow heads
Shallow smiles and empty beds
Better get a room without a view
Sail out if sight of land
Momma won't like it but you should
Travel with a rough-neck crew
Listen out for all that's said
Just worry when the hounds ain't fed
GOTTA
Worry when the hounds ain't fed

'Cos one mutt yaps and the pack starts baying
Blood for the gods it's cheaper than praying
Soldier boys die but Superman still flies
Violent days - it's a permanent craze
It never pays to love the Venus of the Hardsell
LEAVE IT
Don't screw around with the Venus of the Hardsell

There's new uniforms at the church bazaar
Fanatics got the rising star
Thin dark streets ring with matching men's feet
Past the billboard bride troops the national pride
It's all supplied by the Venus of the Hardsell
FUCK IT
It's all supplied by the Venus of the Hardsell

AND FUCK THE RAMONES.

Thu, 18 Dec 2008 01:31:58 GMT

A bloody lizard rumbled by the flat.

Americans.

Fri, 05 Dec 2008 04:15:16 GMT

Oy, Saint Nick.

Fancy a pint to forget about the whole snorting your bones business?

Wed, 26 Nov 2008 00:39:02 GMT

I don't have a holy shotgun, but for the right price I'll send you off to the git who does.

[ooc: 4th Wall at will, just know that in canon, John 4th walls back.]

Fri, 21 Nov 2008 05:30:02 GMT

All right old son, I'll bite.

But it's still a bunch of bollocks.