new post (scenes from the apple graveyard)
this is my dream dog
NHWC: I want to write a poem or story called "scenes from the apple graveyard" but I keep freezing up. You want to do it as a faux exquisite corpse exercise here?
write a line in the comments section.
posted by Beverly Writer at 10/12/2005
8 Comments:
arrrrrhghhhhhhhh
heyyyyyyyyyyyy....
that's not cool. that is a really shitty first line for a poem.
do you think someone actually has a job doing the word verification for comment spamming on blogs? maybe that will be my next career change.
i'm sorry i'm not offering up a line. i'm as bad as them.
ps-i like your drawing.
Find my tooth; it's in one of those dead apples
mmm, yes i found the tooth and am sucking on it like a hard candy. the scientologists actually recommend this practice because they have a vendetta against the recreational-sucking-of-sugar-or-sugar-substitute industry, most specifically against mr. werther of werther's originals. he stole one of l. ron hubbard's dianetic-ally powered wheelchairs and then had l. ron's daughter blow him while he rode around in it, in infinite concentric circles around the celebrity center. yep.
l. ron was jealous of werther's virility, little did he know that the secret lies within the famous gold wrapper (now go forth spread the urban legend, because i have purchased stock in the company and you should too)
*note i tried to place an image here but, alas, it is not possible with comments
nice blog. check this out, and watch the dancing werthers!
knowledge is the best defense
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