Posted by cockeyed on May 20, 2005, at 23:15:37
In reply to silly tazer tag, posted by sleepygirl on May 19, 2005, at 22:50:20
oh my god...wool. Wool. Wool. Damn all sheep, wolves have all the fun. But I remember my catlick school days, my blazer and...pure torture wool trowsers. Still school sure beat hell out of home and I actually learned a lot. Unfortunately a whole lot that was poppycock mixed with codswollop. I'm lucky: can't wear loafers. I loaf with the best of them, but I am one of the bigfoot clan. Still...jeez, I can't think of anything but my sister and her friends who'd hoist up their skirts as soon as Sr. Gunda Gunda wasn't looking...but that has nothing to do with depression. I got it but don't know what it is. Maybe you should hurl one loafer after another at a convenient wall. A bit of constructive exercise...or if not a wall, slam 'em on a sidewalk, hard. Oh, yeah, is a tazer that game with lights or whatever or is it that "humane" flying cattle prod. And now I know it's way past my bedtime because I'd suggest paint ball art. Just shoot at a chunk of plywood and see if you can do a Salvator Dali. Or just write more poems because this one is fun and it's got that rhythm thing that hooks you right in. cockeyed.
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