Happy Memorial Day from Beautiful Boston and be one of the first to preorder my new Limited Edition Trapezoid Man T Shirts that go to press this week! Go through Paypal to robinsonderek@hotmail.com and $20 reserves YOURS and you will also receive my new single, “Ballad of Trapezoid Man”.
Happy Saturday and taking orders for the new Ebook. Massive Tales of Suspense and Horror- Think Stephen King meets Chuck Palahniuk. DM to reserve you copy and also get a my new unreleased song. Name your price at robinsonderek@hotmail.com through Paypal. Cheers, Layden
Whoever created this demented creature should be incarcerated for the rest of their existence.
Mr. Minkman dressed to the hilt, called the shots and could sometimes be quite the mean muthafuckin’ man!
Down to Grasso’s, right in the front row, Mr. Minkman orders his special Milan Serum and commands a high class whore to hand him the bones. Time after time, Minkman makes the point, howling like an evolving Werewolf while passionately throat kissing lovely after lovely until the passion becomes too much, overwhelming, (Minkman IS truly the fucking man.)
Dressed, cozy and confident in his shiny Mink, Mr. Minkman starts to get really extremely fired up visualizing The Pink Panther and a team of synthetic bearded Terrorists working with him to construct a creative plan to rule the land.
“Thank God there is good Music soaring throughout this fine establishment.” Mr. Minkman cannot handle any dairy and especially any fair ass, bang ass Tooter, limp dick ditties!
In walks an Amazon armed to the Teeth wielding a titanium tennis racket engraved with the letter “W”, as she begins to claim she is a Goddess from Past History that brought Alexander the Great to his knees and wielded the most ultimate Pussy Magic. (Mr. Minkman was not amused in the least.) You don’t confront the “King of Minks” with a feeble bluff constructed from Mental Ward experiences and distant Looney Tunes gibberish. JEEZER BADEEBEERS!
Mr. Minkman is swift. Mr. Minkman is stellar, sometimes consuming wholesome amounts of First and Second Growths from his perfectly tuned Wine Cellar.
OUR GODDESS IS HISTORY and once again Mr. Minkman Prevails!
THE END.
Please order my Ebook “Found Ground” for $5.99 at Paypal to robinsonderek@hotmail.com. Cheers, Layden.
“The Hearts filthy lesson with her hundred miles to Hell.” Love the Piano solo. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pe6uWzwQ1FE
The return of the talentless Shania Twain and the “Epitome of all Vanity” Serena Williams; 2 Things this Wicked World doesn’t need to try to regain it’s optimism. 
It is early in the P.M Hours and drinking some mediocre Red Chinon when the Tele rings.
“Hello?”
“Layden, it’s me.”
“It’s who?”
“Me?”
“Me who?”
“Your best buddy.”
“Who is this?”
“It’s Mr. Hedonism- Mr. Careless Whisper minus Sexy Sax Man, George Michael.”
CLICK.
