Thursday, October 26, 2006

Coldplay may be there, but don't count on it.
Instead:
In the year 2033, in the middle of an avalanche on the rocky side of Miami, sixteen bald bearded women will sally forth into the brightest part of the DMV and declare galactic festivities open. if you happen to be among the chosen few to be available for comment at the moment, smile tilt your pen to one side cough up a storm and bear up against the wind. For they will bring tidings from a future already begun. For they will tear you a new gun from the space-hole. It's your turn to rank the movies. Climb onto a table and speak of your allegiance to the nuveau mothmen. Cap any medicine bottle and gain five experience points.
if you can't find your dentist's number at that very instant, worry not. it is all a part of their plan. (I know, I have 16 filing cabinets on the matter.) Pancakes, lots of pancakes. Then renter monkey. Buy your renter monkey. It will guide your ailing softsoaker.
Stop playing the blame game. Corey haim will needle you for being the last one chosen for the basketball team. he himself is 37 years too old for the little leagues.

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