breathing life into a bowl of spaghetti
RIP IT OUT! RIP IT OUT! RIP IT OUT!
Stamp out stamps. Philatelics? I don't think so!
Purge your left ankle of sobriety and cascade your descent forced by gravity into a pool filled with archaic comprehension. Swallow in large gulps the truth as known then without hesitation.
2 comments:
i love the idea of a pool fill with archaic comprehension.
I'd rather not purge my left ankle of sobriety. I have very weak ankles and they aren't good at holding me up when they're drunk.
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