boys will be Lloyds.
I heard a cold meat sandwich got ran over by a hot cheese aldrich. i saw
on the news that Ally Mc Beal got a grant from Ronald Mc Donald. i saw SEAL
on the tonight show with Jay Leno, aka MR. FRITO LAY, a.k.a: LENO, JAY.
Crathgew told me he is going to enroll in the institute of cosmetology.
Arbys has five roast beefs for five dollars. cheesy fries and coke are
extra. ink pens are quickly replacing pencils. scribbling is out of
control, the erasers are out of work. everybody is just writing and
scribbling instead of erasing. computers are forming a strike in the year
2090. Arnold Swartznegger and Jesse Jackson clones will be called in, to
settle the dispute. plans of plans. all kinds of jobs are available to
people with no skills. all they need do is arrive and stay and perform a
demoralizing duty. sounds of cash are everywhere. cha-ching! Did you hear
it? i missed it. I am on the dole. my 401K ran in the New york marathon.
i ran in the bell tower festival 5K run, nobody got excited though. 401Ks
are all over the place running races of planned greed on easy streets.
the last senator wont save the day for Briggs and Stratton engines. and
angina is a comical sounding condition. and virginia is a convoluted
word....it is a convoluted world. so many band aids, so many cut feet. the
yellow dye of wounds beacons to me that, i dont want to heal. from the way
everything sounds i may be out of biznez someday soon. then what will i be?
a retiree? i have been retiring from so many crazy things lately that i
think i will be getting an early pension from social security. and if I
start making pot roasts on sundays with potatoes and peas and carrots, well
shit. I wont know what to think. soon the tire swings of my youth are
going to move on to where the action is.....In Cambodia.or Yuma or Minnesota
or Scranton, Iowa. or maybe you should just wire my hands so i cant type.
or write with dem pencils and pens.
Steamed broccoli...oh not on broccoli....oh not on cauliflower! Sen Say
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