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Violently agitated and highly implacable, I savor the time in my unproductive hour. My hypothetical fortune, it's like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning.
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Thursday, April 11
When I came out of Science Hall, what was the first thing that popped into my head?
Well, I'll tell you, "Hey mister, you should not call that dog 'Lifesaver', you should call him, 'Shithead'." It's because there is a "box" right beside the outside door that is rigged with warning lights and stuff to alert you of trouble and -- stuff. In fact, there is a plaque under some lights that says "TROUBLE". So, instinctively, I thought of Navin R. Johnson asking the stray Benji-esqe dog scratching at his hotel room door if there was trouble, and then the dog responding with an affirmative "Grrrrr". Eventually, the dog communicated to Navin that there was a fire in the building. Thus, Navin proceeded to alert the whole hotel that there was a fire. (When in actuality there was not. The dog was really just talking out of his ass. He's just a dog, what does he know?) Navin, the oblivious yet loveable fool that he is, proclaimed he was going to name the dog 'Lifesaver', but an elderly asian man butted in with his opinion when it was declared that there was no fire... Then, Navin joined up with a traveling circus! I'm not kidding, he really did. Hey, maybe you should just go watch the movie instead of making snap judgements about my sanity. Slapped up here on 4/11/2002 03:21:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...
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