28 July 2011

seven twenty-eight eleven

always and forever, there was the idea of beavis and there with the idea of beavis was beavis, and this i saw and it was good, and so i saideth unto elvis: lo, ye and the wife of your espousal shall beget unto thee both in part of thy part, a boychild, and he shall be called beavis. and so it was, and all the world saw that it was good.

always and forever, there was the idea of regina and there with the idea of regina was regina, and this i saw and it was good, and so i saideth unto elvis: lo, ye and the wife of your espousal shall beget unto thee both in part of thy part, a girlchild, and she shall be called regina. and so it was, and all the world saw that it was good.

and nowst are all the world herewith into the time of wondering wandering, and so there is the question: lo, what of elvis and the wife of his espousal, what of their begetting, has it begotten gone? and i come to you with knowledge, foresooth of pondering, and i sayeth unto you that always and forever, there was the idea of... of...

[*tap* *tap*]

of...

[*static*]

[*click* *click*]

...okay, all i am getting here is indeterminate sexuality and a "ch" sound, so i'm going with a hermaphrodite named chimichanga.

YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST.

6 Comments:

At 29 July, 2011 07:48, Blogger MissTonay said...

Now that's funny.

I don't care who you are.

 
At 29 July, 2011 08:15, Blogger ace said...

your validation is water to the thirsty flower that is my soul.

 
At 29 July, 2011 10:20, Blogger MissTonay said...

Your admiration of my validation is that sticky stuff to the flypaper that is my ego.

 
At 29 July, 2011 21:57, Blogger ace said...

your appreciation of my admiration of your validation is sort of pathetic and needy.

 
At 31 July, 2011 17:49, Blogger MissTonay said...

Your deprecation of my appreciation of your admiration of my validation is sort of typical and yawinish.

 
At 31 July, 2011 17:58, Blogger ace said...

your soporification of my deprecation of your appreciation of my admiration of your validation rips the petals from the flower that is my soul.

 

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