Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Title Wanted: Inquire Within

Minimum wage, tips & the occasional shoe on fire. Footie decompression & poetry procontestation thus no workable brainwave patterns (oh fuck). If I believed in karma, which I don't because then I'd have to believe in leprechauns and everyone knows they're extinct, considerable witnessing of the receiving end of this incoherent patron ur-demagoguery of the due to my frequent public extolling of the of the virtues of no gum flapping of the thee three of thes thuhs, phonetically. Got twenty bucks, now let's see if I've got a hundred fifty twenty ten five lines of non-gobbledygook. Wish me grand prizes and De Jongs for the competition. I Reagan the deadline so best look it up; in the near, Jetsonian future, methinks.

It's alive! It's alive!: later.


Tengrain said...

Graves, you swine!

I see you took my advice about using your liberry card to gain admittence to the medical maryjane clubs of Clevelandistan.

You can thank me later. With brownies.



Ps - got munchies? Eat at Ray's!

sunshine said...

Okay. Am I to gather, from this post, that, you have entered some form of writing in a contest and you are waiting to find out if you won big bucks and world wide fame???

If so, Good Luck! :) I'm sure you'll come in first.
If this is not what you were trying to convey to us then...
just ignore my comment. :P


sunshine said...

Oh yeah, I forgot.
That picture is just weird. :)


Randal Graves said...

tengrain, no snide remarks towards Herb Score. Was a fine announcer for many a year.

sunshine, I have yet to enter and am under no delusions. I merely enjoy pissing an Andrew Jackson away.

As if Canuckistan isn't flush with galvanised corpses. Pshaw!

Tom Harper said...

Yes, I'm here to inquire about the title, the pay, benefits, perks, bonuses...

Übermilf said...

This is America! Talk English!

S.W. Anderson said...

Leprechauns aren't extinct. You just think they are because they don't play exciting team sports — or soccer either, for that matter. ;)

La Belette Rouge said...

Someone recently told them I reminded them of a leprechaun( and no, not because I am short and Irish and wear green). I am not making this up. If I am a leprechaun I am a leprechaun with alzheimers as I have no idea where my pot of gold is. Hope you find the gold. I think it might be with my empty bottle of Jack Daniels.

Liberality said...

What I'd like to know is what in the hell is that above the demons heads? A box of files? Why are lines draw down to the newly emerging corps? tell me tell me I gotta know!!!

Liberality said...

corpse I mean you know death person

Liberality said...

dead person--ugh, I'm leaving now :)

Tim said...

As per usual I don't have a clue to the inner workings of your devious mind. That being said, I'm so glad that soccer nonsense is over.;)
Now I can get back to not understanding you yet again...Peace

susan said...

Well, I tried the DeJongs link just to see if I could make any more sense of this contest you're planning to enter but it had been removed due to terms of use violation. That could never happen with your poetry.

Tengrain said...

Graves, you swine!

Leprechauns are magically delicious, you know, in case you get the munchies and Ray's isn't convenient.



MRMacrum said...

Watch Andy Griffith re-runs. That always does the trick for me.

Randal Graves said...

tom, all you can eat at Famous Ray's!

übermilf, para español, oprime un.

SWA, shouldn't you be off taking a nap during three mind-numbing hours of baseball, four if it's an AL game? ;-)

LBR, I bet you mixed them up, drank the pot of gold coins and hid your bottle of Jack.

liberality, speaking of drunk...

tim, damn provincial Americans, don't make me start writing about the MLS!

susan, really? Fucking FIFA assholes. If I could, I'd De Jong Sepp right in this ugly mug.

tengrain, have we forgotten? For every order of $20 or more at Famous Ray's, delivery is free!

mrmacrum, all hail Don Knotts.

Beach Bum said...

Damn straight, every freaking ten or twenty I have sent off to enter another writing contest was an exercise in futility. Might as well buy some reefer and used the money for rolling paper.

Sorry fuckers, I think the game is fixed until somehow I learn the secret handshake.