mr. zilla goes to town

Wednesday, July 07, 2004

don't try this at home

Sometimes your weekend has marvellous ingredients: a great night out, all the free beer you can drink, a perfect summer's day, a lovely quiet beach, no flies, no humidity, and a refreshing and relaxing swim.

And then you fall asleep on the beach and your recipe goes slightly pear-shaped...

now you can laugh, but...

It's ok, go ahead and take your time, I'll still be here when the milk stops coming out of your nose.

But does it remind you of anything? How should I interpret this omen, this message, literally from the heavens? Or should I just be grateful that at least there were no pictures of pagan deities, saints, or weeping images of the virgin mary, involved?


  • my mind keeps running through thee thoughts all based on "...caught red handed..."

    By Blogger lunch, at 3:19 am  

  • is it too warm for your dusty black coat?

    Where did you put your stacks of green paper?

    have you been designed and directed by your red right hand?

    By Blogger lunch, at 1:21 am  

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