Monday, March 5, 2012

Skeet Giddens

‎"Are you kidding me? I was hated by almost everyone. My own mother hated me. That's how you know you're on to something. It never changes. People never change. Energy may move over a bit from time to time. That's all. Musical chairs. That's life. But once you're hated, you're hated for life. There's no such thing as forgiveness. But these are things you're ready for. By the time it happens, it doesn't mean much. You've already left them anyway. I hear of someone's death now and it gives me no more pause than the mail. Another bill tossed in the box. It means nothing, no more than a toothache. And the more they hate me now the better. The less I have to talk the better. I look no one in the eye. They don't deserve it. Well, women are a whole nother thing though, right. I was a late bloomer. Ass is more astonishing to me than ever. I could look at ass for a hundred thousand years and be right back where I started. It's just wonderful. Endless fuel. I wouldn't have painted a thing without thinking of all the ass I would get." Skeet Giddens, 3/2/12


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