Dec 26, 2007 11:47
Lend me your old ear.
Sit in a raft, whilst vermicious pigeons of every color under the sun smear your green pantaloons.
VERMICIOUS PIGEON: Smear.
MIKE: Eighty doubloons.
Fight on, Ron. Don't be fooled by oil painted celebrities, or who'll sell you fine cashews and bananas?
Artichokes break my taped hand. Write me a sonnet.
Gnaw on knuckle flesh for a dull time. Ribbons are on the fan.