Monday, February 08, 2010

mcxxii

Bloopers from Bewitched

It doesn’t take a genius
to figure it out.  Big drag
soaked by queen of cham-
pagne.  Smallest dais in
outer space.  How’s your
relationship to the inter-
national time zone?  Or
the deathmarch to udon?
Call it what you will,
with your pent up salted
rim fetish.  Chain-jang-
ling rumpus at the Arc
de Sling or anecdotal
Fuji frolic.  Either way,
so fa frickin’ la, you &
your blah blankety blah.