Thursday, December 04, 2008

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:

ghost said...

i love the idea of a pool fill with archaic comprehension.

Debstar said...

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.