when a band goes skiing in the master bedroom closet
Whenever I counted to eleven when I was younger, I seemed to always reach the number that usually arrives before twelve.
There is something to be said about a turtle who dances Hip-Hop to Bach played at double speed.
An inarticulate goat hind leg (the right one) claimed vengeance towards the lily-pad by starving itself of tea biscuits.
I keep awaking at 4:12 and 5:11AM. These are not times I am supposed to be awaking.
There were no ketchup stains in my left armpit last Tuesday when I checked the garment after I had removed it. This was good.
Eating one's lunch when it is lunch time is a good idea. Eating someone else's lunch at a time other than lunch time, without permission, is evil.
There isn't a couch I know that can play chess while being sober.
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