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.