Sunday, December 19, 2010

Our revelry will one day be a rule. I've realised that old people know this best, followed by children. My grandfather was once fed alligator meat when he was a kid and therefore knows this bothways. Only we in our innocence with our graffiti and our piercings desire the periphery. The wackiness of this is pure gold: tomato soup will be institutionalised and so will yo mama, oh wait. See what I mean?

This is not a rant. I have resolved to eat no more than ten peanuts today. This resolution concerns peanuts solely.

1 comment:

A. said...

How very true, that is.