Thursday, May 1, 2008

Your Feets Too Big!


It's all a bunch of nonsensical nonsense! Bagack! Burglflickle! Burglecut; Boisterous; buoyant; bastian; begat; beckon; BF; BFF; BBF; and Brunswick! No, it's not true, but yes it is! Take that 5th amendment! I'll never join you because cheaters never prosper in bright alleyways. Live and let live I say due to the unnecessary atmospheric disturbance in Toronto. I can't take it anymore because it's just plain not fair to the human condition of one man in an arena of marital servitude to the culture! Never give up! Never Surrender! Full speed to the left because the right has been blocked off for years, Buddy! Can I get some air in here? No, nevermind... maybe out there. Please for the sake of the starving children in africanistan! That's right--Africanistan! Banister, canister, consistent, persistent, malevolent, disruptive to my gamma rays, Ray.
To the quitter gos the spoils of quitting, at least for today. I could say it, but I won't! Yes, yes. NO, no. That is way my communique is to you, Mr. Bigstuff, with your fluffy bow-tie with bow-staffs attached on every angle of the cosmos! How do you spell bow-staff? It sound more like bow to your senses you feeble, cold sporting, jacket-jerk! "Could it get any weirder?" I say to you and yours. We are all subjectively slaved to the industry of HD definition, superstition. Why do the masses flock to the glowing light, Daddy?... Daddy?
It's just that simple: A is for Alice, and W is for Wonderland, foo! Not that you seem to give a boggle because your feets too big. That's right--your feets TOO darn big! Here we are now on the south-north side, with a picket in hand, and we start do deride the efforts of every man that has ever done anything worth a spoon full of sugar to help the medicine go down. I don't know were this is going, and I don't know where it came from, but between just me and you... let's keep it some other way. Because you feets-a too big!