Spooky Stole My Noodle scanning the floor for leftover appendages.

Tuesday, September 30, 2003   Mssrs Pentup Frustration: Why has it become so aggregiously difficult to follow the mipflow into a more economical deviation from course? It's obvious to me that we're talking about real THINGS here, not just candle wicks and sudwater. Do you ever stop to put a fucking dash (-) between your thinking? No, that's not a goddamn tie fighter with its eye closed. Not even the one with Darth in it. So then it occurs to me to ask: have you all gone completely off your fucking absurdity pages? It's not like our whole selves are supposed to dedicate so much fuckforsaken time to being saliently mundane that we can't take a moment to compose a fist-to-cuffs with our eyes closed. It's fucking bright out there, clear as Shirly, but the brightness can blind you if you're not careful, so you'd better bury the face once in a while (and more onces in whiles than has currently been astroturfing, I might flugel,) in order to keep your wits for this stupid munchanerty that's been squeezing out between the floorboards. The caption, then, should read: "Having Already Found His Home, Torrence Spent the Rest of the Evening With His Eye in a Bath of Fishes." This fucking, "oh, let's just do what we have to do," shit HAS to be squashed, or at least put in some kind of partitioned area with contingencies against overflow. Watch your head, there's a phallus amongus. In August. Watch your sheds, there's a gala in Tempest. Where I'm going there's nobody going. Did you write off your funny little parrot eating games as fodder for brainless? Get the track out of the closet and dust off the needles. There's a long strand of electrical tape dangling from the fixture and it needs tending to. To which we must tend. Attend! Attend! To wif: the stickerbush has a dragging bustitis, and will require ampufrication if things aren't straightened up fast. Look at the tendrils on the leaves: surely you don't think that's the natural state of that thing? The patches of skin torn off of passing strangers are only a piece of the life cycle of this particular item. It also needs flowers, maggots, puddles, Little Debbie Brand Snack Cakes, an occasional slap in the insulators, levitating taglines, and a new (and slightly old) curmudgeon. Get to work, we're all counting on you. Coming up, currently, with only three, but we have every confidence that you'll drag up the curve a little, straighten out the average, spiftoon the management, disenfranchise the hot dog stand and own this thing all on your own, without a nifty set or a slipshod annunciation. There are people cheering down the hall and it's caused me an emotional bandyhoo. Did you ever get that Buster Bar you asked for? I ain't seen Clancy in a month. Do ya think he got polled? Those Gallopers were out in force 'round these parts sometime roundabout when he got himself missing. i comed up all different in this par'graph and I ain't a sight sure why. Think maybe I'm befuddled? It's gettin' ta look like maybe I shoulda done bought that enthusiator after all. Pardon, my drift seems to have centered sideways on the part of the letter that wasn't meant for cubic ponsoontion. Ponsoon: It's what's for later. In escrow: I like you, old Pentie old pal. I think you've got quite an ass, and your face is like diamond cut chocolate sauce. I'm looking forward to a long and profitable disagreement with you about the nature of weather aversion syndrome and men who wear fun packs. But you're down underneath a rut of functional locution, and you don't even seem semi-apopleptic about it. Time to stop and think about not thinking about, or at least pause for a word from your tonsils, which are acrobats in their own little circus of plenty. If you'd just have the gonuts to illustrate. That's all the muskie bumbled on this end for now, Baglunch. You don't mind I call ya that, right? Get back to me, let me know you've caught the left strand of the fiesta ball. I'll be waiting on weighted boots. - Medicinal Jollyhammer   3083 Bundledup Junk   Left Nape, EU                   3830fj-3=20d a93 .a -30 fj03 jqyta-woeuo posted by Kingo Sleemer | 5:23 PM		contactions contact kingo contact spooky archives links squub