It's like they say about cinema - that instead of the actors being immortalized by the moving image, they're instead doomed to be ghosts repeating the same movements to eternity.
I am a figment of your imagination and as you gave me a long white beard, a silly dress and all those fucking republicans, will certainly do nothing in return.
Now think me in Tom's bikini, give me Brigitte instead of that useless son of mine and a Bengal Tiger instead of that bird and I just might change my mind.
It's like they say about cinema - that instead of the actors being immortalized by the moving image, they're instead doomed to be ghosts repeating the same movements to eternity.
ReplyDeletePoor E. is stuck on those awful covers.
I am a figment of your imagination and as you gave me a long white beard, a silly dress and all those fucking republicans, will certainly do nothing in return.
ReplyDeleteNow think me in Tom's bikini, give me Brigitte instead of that useless son of mine and a Bengal Tiger instead of that bird and I just might change my mind.
We have to corral chicks for God?
ReplyDeleteWe have to corral chicks for God?
ReplyDeleteI just doubled you post, boy. Be very careful.
ReplyDeleteI find it somewhat implausible that God would make typos.
ReplyDeleteWe have to corral.. oh, god already did it.
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