we’ve got to severely finish them rhinos, said sponge, off.
quite awkward this morning, said breadroll, aren’t we.
he was and they were and all of them and hence ready to engage intercoursingly (fuck) with everyone in the corporate world (office) whichever video was shown during the length of a presentation (to make a powerpoint and pay a fiver straight and without complaints like last time straight into the pun penalty box, as block of wood rightly points out just when the image fades for another round of sleep).
the Book of Sponge and Others.
annabloom.
so tired
- kindness of strangers
- some lives are worse than others but the stories are all the same
- anything is good for something in the end
- we don’t like days and are at odds with nights
- inflate or deflate or put on another show
- egg and a query
- come to mention it a melody sounds like the other
- a legend is born
- somewhere would be something else now
- the trail of art

26 July, 2004




