by Brian McCloskey
Finland is a good country for fishing. Shadows creep like fishnets up some dame’s thigh. Don’t you think it’s about time that somebody started kissing somebody? Lesbianism is a splendid thing. Why are people saying each other’s names? I love him and he loves the hat. She had exhibited a good deal of lingerie of a quality not often seen in that part of Wisconsin. Please accept it before he describes the ribbon. This towel isn’t even hot. The motorcycle and I are trying to sleep. Totally nude and covered in chocolate. I want to sleep on a bed of breasts. The elephant drank seventeen bottles of shampoo. Business is very food. What do we win if the tongue is there? You have thirty minutes to move your cube. I’d call it a precocious schoolgirl. Old barbecue restaurant and a barbecue restaurant in a metal star building. The greatest event in the history of the tree has come upon us. Why is this in my head? Are you grabbing my elbow? I love the way you eat gravel to help you digest. Do I have to have something that jumps up? Consorting with the devil about chicken bones and beans. The toilet saved my life, and not for the first time. So forget the second igloo. And black tights, her thin blonde hair stuffed in a ponytail. That would explain the lobster. Maybe it should be the outer thigh. You are people who know nothing about making toasters. And start saying ugly things about your candy.