Thursday, April 30, 2009

Random thoughts about Bananas and hair curlers, et al.

I had always wondered about the bananas and the trench coats of opportunity foisted upon humankind without the benefit of clothespins or tater tots. Notwithstanding the confusion that arises when benevolent hair curlers are lost in the miasma of idyllic hip hop, or festooned with the colourful branches that swooned from the trunks of compact cars, the great unwashed occasionally rise above the panderings of chimpanzees and find themselves the sole occupants of deflated dirigibles.

Outside, the plaid is covered in homesick pancakes, and only the trumpet sees the truth in trampolines.

That's all I have to say about that.