Pick Asidz: Time out, I need a tuneup

Trax: Give me a choice between a can of whoop ass and a mechanical tuneup at some kind of altruisitic medical facility and I'd choose the latter. Everyone expects me to be a broken little toy winding itself up and whining to thin air.

Cleu: You can pick your friends. You can pick your nose. But you can't pick a side?

Trax: I have a habit of tuning out when things go wrong, hence when people are blaming and torturing me.

Cleu: Looks like the "Space Cadet" is actually a vet!

Trax: I used to think God put my spirit on the moon in my past afterlife to look and listen to the various personas of the world.

Cleu: You mean God taped your eyelids open and forced you to watch CNN?

Trax: Loca has a radioscanner and news informative programming built into her infotronics. We will be talking about something and then she will blurt out about an earthquake or a flood or a volcano erupting.

Cleu: Yeah I need an android too! How come you get all the fun?

Trax: Because I'm a clairvoyant dreampath and I had a dream about someone making an attempt on Flipsidz life. Which I then told to Charma and it got through to him. It was actually true to form and he changed his own future. Destiny deals blackjack and fate hold a stacked deck playing poker with tragedy.

Cleu: What about "Go Fish" and "Uno"?

Trax: They are kinda like dilemna's dominos catering to a pawn playing "Yahtzee"!

Cleu: Or porn playing "Scrabble"?

Trax: I think they like "Coed Naked Twister" better...but I'd be a dealer feeler on that bandwagon.

Cleu: Just don't ask me to play dog pee "Slip and Slide "!

Trax: Or "Minefield Hopscotch"?

Pick Asidz: Take off your shirt and eat dirt

Loca: Why don't you ever take off your shirt Trax? Trax you know I've seen you naked?

Trax: Because I'm freaking hairy and I've got grey hairs starting to grow on my chest.

Loca: Don't you know you're 31? That kinda getting up there?

Trax: And I'm a little jealous of you cause you don't grow old! The cool thing about you is that penis size doesn't matter to you.

Loca: You have an average size penis dahling!

Trax: Yeah you never seem to complain over anything Loca...don't you androids wanna bitch sometimes?

Loca: Sure I can bitch, but robots always find solutions to their problems.

Trax: The solution to dying is?

Loca: Become like me after you die...then we can live forever.

Trax: But the Gridlockx made you perfect. They wouldn't be able to make me over as good. You are so advanced you are almost human.

Loca: I am programmed to be the best. Brainchild said so...

Trax: Brainchild is 14. How could he know how to convert a tin can into a machine?

Loca: He told me that he remembers stuff from his past life enabling him to do much of the same thing. He was an inventor then and he seems to be remembering more and more from it! He thinks he used to be "Frankenstein".

Trax: Yeah and you would have made the perfect "Igor"!

Loca: And you would be the ideal "Mary Shelly" to tell the tale...

Pick Asidz: Two ring circus

Playground: Circling the arena of doubt, the "Dynamic Starz Consortium" hosts a two ring circus that ain't so happy these days. Royalty are close to God, Jesus, and the spiritwold. If you want to contend with that, then count me out! I have to distance myself from the average scumbag who wants to kill people due to jealousy. That doesn't work on my playground! The yeehaw seesaw is busy riding a Trojan horse. When do you play peekaboo with manifest destiny?

Pick Asidz: Turn me upsidown

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Pick Asidz: The Blank page of the human mind

Trax: It's funny as I walk down the street and engage people telepathically. Most people think the stupidest stuff. Telepathy is a two way street, if you didn't know. It's hard to block people out when you open slip your mind. Confabulation is as majestic as the wind. The thunder comes with sparks of anger and the rain is recalcitrant recourse...

Pick Asidz: My poingant pointy

Point: So I gave the kid the biocontaminated ticket...we on the force felt we should dock his lifespan for being a little ingrate. The stupid kid found out about some paramilitary weapon in holding in England. Invented by "MI-6" for some stupid bitch called Armitage, it was supposed to be the greatest of all birthday presents. Her poor spy father guy got killed in action before he could test and deliver it. Little shit has to keep his mouth shut! So I figured "What the hello". They make that kid into some kind of angel or sumthing? Well then, I'll be a demon, so I figured.
He stole things from convenient stores and we played good cop/ bad shop. Homeless people are walking trashcans anyway. I heard this ryhme about "Pac-Man living in a trashcan", so I figured I'd gobble my goblin with a beretta vendetta.

Pick Asidz: Interview 2 Howdy Do

Interview for Tower Magazine-

Streetz: Don't call me that please...

Crux: What should I call you then?

Streetz: Just don't call me late to the trigger.

Crux: Okay, but the last man in is the first gun shy, at least that used to be our motto.

Streetz: Your motto is from the ghetto, isn't it?

Crux: Well I came from an asian street gang called the "Godzillaz", before the "duets".

Streetz: What the hell?

Crux: You know how asian streetgangs are supposed to worship rampaging monsters and stuff?

Streetz: Funny...