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Austin Lowbrow: February 2014
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Tuesday, February 25, 2014. Your Mom's Burger Bar, Home of the Stuffed Burger. Unfortunately, Your Mom's Burger Bar has closed. I hope Ryan and Gina give it another shot sometime soon. So, here's a little story. Rings Had to pull an image from Your Mom's FB page. We ordered the Oh! Rings, Elvis Fried Pickles, the Willie Nelson Burger and the Robert DeNiro Burger. I love onion-rings, and the Oh! All-in-all, Your Mom's Burger Bar is a great dining experience. Ryan and Gina Blackmore have added somethin...
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Austin Lowbrow: September 2011
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Monday, September 19, 2011. The Bat City Bombshells. If you were not in attendance for the It's Hot. Take It Off. Burlesque show September 10th featuring the Bat City Bombshells. At the Red Shed Tavern, then you missed a great show. At just $5 at the door, it was also probably the best ticket for the price in town that night. Burlesque is simply more fun, and no troupe I have seen in Austin is more fun than the Bat City Bombshells. That is simply what makes burlesque great. I love my life. Store I have h...
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TwiZded Beast: Addiction
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The Mind And Imagination of Beast Xeno. Devils, Demons, Sex, Magick, BDSM. The Prose, Poetry, Stories, and Portraits birthed from a wretched place. Tuesday, September 6, 2011. And I feel the forces. To persuade our courses. On the bridge of a natural high. No one tasting ever asks why. Tried to kiss our sweet Mother Mary. I’m bleeding to death your too stoned. To carry me home. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Washing The Day Away. Lost In The Rain. Other Blogs of Interest. View my complete profile.
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TwiZded Beast: Calter's Clash
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The Mind And Imagination of Beast Xeno. Devils, Demons, Sex, Magick, BDSM. The Prose, Poetry, Stories, and Portraits birthed from a wretched place. Tuesday, September 6, 2011. As I open my eyes all has altered. The sky is black and hangs low. A sinner has died at the alter… Never forgiven. Demons in legions raid near and far. The poor who’ve been looted have nothing to show. A man named Mezillian Calter kills in sevens. As I hold my aspirations in my arms. She has turned purple. Help me, help me! Most ma...
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TwiZded Beast: Beast Of War
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The Mind And Imagination of Beast Xeno. Devils, Demons, Sex, Magick, BDSM. The Prose, Poetry, Stories, and Portraits birthed from a wretched place. Tuesday, September 6, 2011. Stand down in the face of Battle. Tremble to those that call themselves Wolves. Kneel to those that claim to hold power. A beast is fearsome and cunning. The smell of Cowardliness. An urge to devour. Cautiously awaiting the time. Knowing the true battle. Smiting the herds and shepards. Feasting on the lame. Falter Not instead Quiver.
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TwiZded Beast: Washing The Day Away
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The Mind And Imagination of Beast Xeno. Devils, Demons, Sex, Magick, BDSM. The Prose, Poetry, Stories, and Portraits birthed from a wretched place. Tuesday, September 6, 2011. Washing The Day Away. Wouldn’t you like to save? The smile on your face. Put it on another day. Most times are hard and hollow. While pounding at the stone. Might find serenity tomorrow. Still in peace you’ll stand alone. So what does it take? To make the day. Softer on the heart. You wouldn’t stand on ice. As the ice fell apart.
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TwiZded Beast: Calypso Laprey
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The Mind And Imagination of Beast Xeno. Devils, Demons, Sex, Magick, BDSM. The Prose, Poetry, Stories, and Portraits birthed from a wretched place. She lies there almost lifeless and limp, the scent of her skin is that of many hours of blistering labor. Am I deserving of that which she gives me? Am I not your only flickering candle in this vast darkness? Licking the salty tears seasoned by torment from her cheek. Here she was begging for an easement. Am I merciful? My damnation was my blessing. The r...
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TwiZded Beast: Hollow
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The Mind And Imagination of Beast Xeno. Devils, Demons, Sex, Magick, BDSM. The Prose, Poetry, Stories, and Portraits birthed from a wretched place. Tuesday, September 6, 2011. A chance to breathe;. A way to bleed;. A pain felt;. See a pattern;. See a stain;. Raining out insecurities;. Begging for forgiveness;. Without a way to please;. Hollowing the deep;. A guilt to bear;. A cross to carry;. Throw away everything;. Throw down yourself;. Never fills the void;. Raining out insecurities;. See a pattern;.
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TwiZded Beast: September 2011
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The Mind And Imagination of Beast Xeno. Devils, Demons, Sex, Magick, BDSM. The Prose, Poetry, Stories, and Portraits birthed from a wretched place. Tuesday, September 6, 2011. Washing The Day Away. Wouldn’t you like to save? The smile on your face. Put it on another day. Most times are hard and hollow. While pounding at the stone. Might find serenity tomorrow. Still in peace you’ll stand alone. So what does it take? To make the day. Softer on the heart. You wouldn’t stand on ice. As the ice fell apart.