
Cody's Rules- Down Cody's Way it's Cody's Rules. Listen, you like trash? That's Cody's Trash. You like cats? Those are Cody's Cats. Cody's Crowd, Cody's Boys, Cody's Trash, Cody's Bunk, Cody's Toys. Do you like Cody? (:Check yes ;) Hey you! Cody's Mirror? An infinite mirror. Cody's shadow is not Cody's Shadow. Cody's Trash is a crazy 8. Cody's Car, fuck you, that car is gone, or it's rusted, or she sold it, or mushrooms grew inside. Cody's Frogs, Cody's Grammar, Cody's Tears. "Don't cry Cody!" Cody's Class is second-class. CodyCa$h is cheap. Cody's Teeth are oily. Cody's Shoes are on the Rack with Sheenie's shoes and guess what, duh, it's falling over. Cody's Rack. Cody's Closet, Cody's Chefs. CodyCrunk. Cody is crying on the subway again. Cody is crying on her skateboard, in the car, on the ferry, she is crying on horseback again, Bareback! Sidesaddle! Yehaw! She is crying on her rollerblades, she is crying riding piggyback, on her bike, she is crying on the escalator, in the elevator, the ski lift, the jet ski. Members Only is Cody's Jacket, Cody's Squat, Cody's Home Remedy. Is Cody Rick Ross? Don't tell Cody.

Tonight @ Night
@ Thomas Erben
526 W. 26th Street, 4th floor
NY, NY
That This Is
William Santen
Cassie Raihl
March 29 - April 28, 2012
Tonight @ 711
711 Gallery
711 Washington Street
(between Perry and 11th Street)
New York, NY
In conjunction with her current solo exhibition on view, Battle for Lagniappe, Z Behl debuts a new performance this Wednesday, March 21 from 7-8pm.
Opening tonight @ OPENSPACE
A dazzling nipple peeking out of the shirt. Nope, gotcha, it's a boner. Is it a Latte? (It's okay to be gay, you know) Sort of, an Americano. Oh, ah, yes, I see, delicious. Am I right? It's delicious right? Shut up, that's """SUBJECTIVE""". Young moolah. Are you mamma? Of course my darling. Are you Daddy? Fuck you, kid, get a life. Okay, wait. It's subjective? No you idiot, it is not subjective. It's a great opportunity to show them. Well was it dazzling?

What? My text. Yes "Gustav Eriksson," it was. No hom', but did my swipe turn you on? Your dejaying was better than your swipe... though I appreciated the drinks (even though I'm underaged;) Were the drinks subjective? SHUT UP. Nice phonecase btw-- I'm really digging the punk vibe... sort of Little Orphan Annie (LOA) meets Wall Street (WS)...Oh stop! That's toooo hot. 

Okay, so it's settled: I'm writing your autobiography. Yes, it's called Duane's Weed. Nah it's called White Men CAN Jah. Yeah, yeah make up some new ones, how about. So what you're tacitly saying is you no love me no mo'? Yup, I'm in love with a nipple, I mean your best friend. OH GOD OH GOD ANYTHING BUT THIS. Just kidding me and Richard Prince are dating. No way! R.P's my granddad! Oh yeah? Well he's my sugardad so booya. Oh yeah? How many swigs till you get to the middle of a wiggle? I SAID NO RIDDLES, AH HOLE. WHAT PART OF NO RIDDLES DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?

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