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[fredxmertz]

well leave it to Mertz to turn a morbid prank into an act of mercy and justice...

So I've long had this idea that I'll perpetrate this gruesome prank on the unsuspecting art world, by phtographing roadkill and displaying it in ever more vulgar and violent ways. So, obviously: it aint hard to find squirrel carcasses with their guts splattered all over the street. I've rounded up some nice photos already. Ready to move up to raccoons, skunks and the occasional deer.

All of a sudden, my conscience nags me. So, I find my self carrying a bag and moving the corpse out of the road so that it doesn't become a soupy mess. People who comprehend what I am doing seem to appreciate the heck out of this, though they probably assume that I'm the one who ran the thing over.

Our local squirrels really need to go on a diet... these fuckers are pretty heavy. Though, I guess they are a little lighter without their head on.

Don't worry, this won't happen with the skunks, possums or deer, nor anything requiring more than a plastic target grocery bag for a burial encasement.




I been painting and working on episode 3 of the Rockshop Podcast.
San's Birthday Party is tomorrow, and my father has said that he might attend. Nuxie is still anxious and distraught about my future with 'the company', and I don't blame her, but I'm positive things are going to work out better than they were.

Tumba Muerto might do a gig at the Speakeasy Wednesday with (DJ's) Rock N Roll Damnation

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