“All The Lettuce is Brown, Alien, And Alive!
Yes, I Am Properly F#^ked!
Oh, Almost Forgot: And The Milk is Gray.
All the lettuce is brown
And the milk
So I ran away!
Because shit like brown, pulsating, alive lettuce frightens me. I prefer my lettuce dead, not running about, chasing me.
And gray milk?
Don’t think so!
Not appealing to me.
No Sir. No Ma’am!
I’m lovin’ it!
Wanna keep it.
Wanna keep my life… alive.
Spend your pity coins on someone else.
But first call in an air-strike on the lettuce–for me–thanks– ‘preciate Ya!
I will survive.
Better Version Found Below
P.S., I Love You Michelle (You too Cass)
Cali-Dreamin’ and Schemin’
Vid Cred: Thefreddy Show
Added Bonus Reference
“P.S., I love you.” You. You. You. (Michelle, My Belle.)
Bonus Addled Value:
Michelle Phillips, 1986
Oh, And by The Way…
You are Cordially Invited To ….
Kizz My Azz–The Dark Part,
You Dumb-Ass, Lame-Azz, Wanna-Be Interviewer!
Now Go Outside and Wax My Car!
Lovely, Wonderful Michelle
Vid Cred: LPXI
More Bonus Onus:
“Can’t Trust That Day”
two words, regarding ‘topical, or tropical:
Give me a better title for this
Pièce de résistance
Peace o’ shit
Pace of shit that I once wrote!
johncoyote, Dear Friend,
There is a great line from the Eighties movie “About Last Night” Which was a dumb-ed down bastardized version of the wonderful play by David Mamet, “Sexual Perversity in Chicago”
(Which was performed live for us in Sinai (SFM) in 1978 by a group of young American Jewish Minstrels )
Anyway the line was, wait for it… wait…. drum roll…
“Holidays are hard on some guys”
Thank you so very much John for being my friend
Hello my friend. Good songs and thoughts shared. I am old now. Had too many birthdays and too many Christmases. I need a tropical Christmas, here in Michigan. Cold as hell.