Friday, May 30, 2014

a soliloquy for the vapid

Calamity, like a sturgeon swimming port-stream, blanks the bovine barrel impetuously, in a sport involving darts and hollowed out balloons. After the tournament, the two went to the Sports Bar to mingle with the other Torrentially involved farm animals.

Elvis Impersonators by the dozen are dropping like flies as Michael Jackson Impersonators are rising to the top. This is how Thriller will Step on his Blue Suede Shoes. I don't know about you, but if I was to attend an Impersonator show, it shouldn't be too expensive.


Zhoen said...

Teeny bobbers at 50 something.

meznor said...

I wonder if blue suede shoes would have been a success if it were taupe suede shoes?

calamity clears the cache of creation and catapults us into new civilization

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