Tuesday, October 30, 2012

100 Words a Day v.6





October 30th, 2012

Anger like a subscription - 
we toss the flesh like so much silly putty
and ripen our tomatoes as if they were legacies of our own, canned or quarantined in cans and bad bold dashes on top of overcooked pasta.

The alphabet has enough letters to warrant a warning or waving of empathy to all, no matter what the situation.

We’re fine, if soaked in the nether regions. 

Try Minute Maid - it’s good both in and out. The maids continue their attempt to keep the kids at bay before Halloween which is a fuck you to little tykes across the city.