Overheard in a Deserted Subway Station
Say hey! Bake my mind, kid. Gimme sum uh that mind bakery stuff. Put some frosting on that. Put some sprinkles on that. Why not bake a mind?
It's dangerous outside -- lots of crazy birds, crazy peckers. Be careful of those fixed false beliefs -- they got teeth. There's earthquakes in Japan. Soon you be saying doodle-doodle-do.
Outside! That's outside my mind, out in the ether-space with atoms and shit. Spinnin'. If I was in my mind, I would a word. I would speak a word. There's no word, like trusting my hips.
It's dangerous outside -- lots of crazy birds, crazy peckers. Be careful of those fixed false beliefs -- they got teeth. There's earthquakes in Japan. Soon you be saying doodle-doodle-do.
Outside! That's outside my mind, out in the ether-space with atoms and shit. Spinnin'. If I was in my mind, I would a word. I would speak a word. There's no word, like trusting my hips.
posted by JMH | 9:05 PM
5 Comments:
I don't believe you did overhear this, I think you were the one saying it, and remembered it later differently. There's no fooling me.
I do like to make my own memories. You know, from scratch, like cake from scratch. It takes a little more work, but it's better than the boxed kind, although the boxed memories do yield predictable results.
Damn those crazy peckers. I do NOT trust their hips. Except for the hot crazy peckers.
Doodle doodle do!
Rassles - trust is intensely personal.
sybil law - soon you be sayin' dip dip dip dippee.
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