Nov 08, 2004 02:21
here's a story by rob:
a man, lets call him clarke.
yah, hes a ladies man. some call him, rico suave'. yah see, hes got this fireplace and, to start the fire...all you have to do is clap. so one time, and your not gonna believe this one, he had a salsa soiree in his parlor. during which, janine garafalo was standing much too close to the artificial lumber, or as a good friend of mine once called it...the harth. anyways back to my story - yah something happened in that song, to those people, no one could control it! right between the second verse and the chorus i went ahead and clapped. loud. very loud. ya know like the guy from the movie who always has to clap really loud, louder than everyone else so that he can feel real cool. and usually he claps about three times, and spreads it out all offbeat and junk. anyways, again back to my story. so yah i clapped and sure as shit, that fucking fireplace lit up! and so did her dress. KABOOM. yah well, that night my house burnt down. and the catch is.. the real.. hum dinger.. the whole surprise ending? im clarke and i live alone, and not only do i or have ever never owned a fireplace. the end
peace and goodnight my loves