That makes me feel one more encore
but it’s another story, like Otto
trying to explain that the tofu
is too sour. It’s
gone bad?
I totally think it’s the intention,
what with being mixed up on
asparagus and all.
Okay?
One person’s anathema
is another’s...enema
I was
going to say. But
instead
maybe waxed mustache
is closer to graduating
with honors [honorary
charges – as
opposed to
dishonorary discharges
I think]. The sound
the
elevator makes when its
door closes is a four-letter
word. It is so
condensed
(in counter to the wheez-
ing yawn it used to be).
It’s enough to give one
pause. To appreciate
language. And this
libation I humbly
accept. An award
I embrace and as
proud in.
I [ah] can.
