notebook - 5.11.12
and of all this glorious bright sighing
that the commercials are blarbling on about
who are these people having so much fun?
Hey does anyone remember some J-E-L-L-o commercial from a year or so ago?
There were three women in red dancing
They had become so overwhelmed by the taste of J-E-L-L-o that they broke into spontaneous dance in a Deli and knocked over the salad bar. And then everyone just started busting shit up. The anger spilled over and politicians fought openly on the congressional floor and bears openly made love on mainstreet in front of God and country.
in front of all the nice people we forgot to fuck and kill
who’s gonna buy alll these reasonable priced entry level sedans
if we don’t play nice
You idiots wouldn’t know how to drive a Suburu even if you did have the balls.
A stranger called me and asked what kinda car I thought Teddy Roosevelt would drive. I instantly thought a Chevette because Teddy seemed like the kinda guy that didn’t need to drive a fancy car to feel better about himself, but I figure its the feds on the other end and they’re looking for commies so I act dumb and say “I dunno, a Lincoln?!”
The Buddha uses incense sticks to light the dynamite.
I bring my coven of blood to class in a Tupperware bowl. I always offer it to others and then I sip it coolly from its hard plastic tomb.
- my old geometry II teacher wrote a book and its really kinda fucked up. Now he’s rich and famous and he drives around in a big truck that looks like it was designed by ZZ-top.
