I hear the fog coming, it riddles me with true sight, per se

May 30, 2005 09:39

Sandals and sand dollars. These are among many things one could ponder about during a visit to the beach. However, did you know that you should really be thinking about dead bodies?

The sad truth is that beaches are the dumping grounds of nature. Long have fish, birds and ships excreted their waste into the vast blue, and now the nature of our dumpage has been deprived of it's... cleanliness. Dead bodies, I'm afraid, are now the norm. I opened my door yesterday, in response to a knocke. I opened it and there lay 15 dead bodies. I took them inside, lay them side by side in order of shortest to tallest (they were all taller than the previous by exactly 1 1/8th of an inch) and immediately thought of the cingular commercials where something lines up to be 5 bars, cleverly insinuating that anywhere you go, Cingular ALL-OVER voice and data network will provide a perfect 5 bars. I'd say Cingular can take a suck.

Apparently I live in a bunker.

Semi-colons are among the most beautiful singers in the world, yet no one wishes to employ them; a shame.

Skipping has become obsolete, the new way to be a flameboy is to drive 2 inches away from the person in front, and when you get too far, have the highbeams on, ensuring quick and efficient dispatching of the slow-moving(75mph in a 60), nether-region scraping evil-doer. Who obeys traffic laws anymore? I'll tell you nobody, but at least don't be a douchebag when someone breaks traffic laws less hard than you.

I've been away from livejournal too long and now I appear insane because I'm rambling about really strange things.

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