Mysterious things are afoot in the Hobbit Hole. Things like baked apples in the oven. Things like how my beer got finished so quickly. Things like Dana practicing "Peter and the Wolf" in the next room. Things like some ass monkey on t.v. talking about himself for 90 minutes and ruining a perfectly good, empty Monday night. I don't think it's too much to ask that people who hold monologues cut it short and sell the Cliff Note version. Nothing worthwhile has been changed by a televised address in my t.v. lifetime. Bleh!
An Erinku:
oh olive
so round
olive-y
deliciousness
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