A girl that worked in one of the offices I clean lives in Hagrid's Hut. I almost wrote down the rest of the address so I could visit and demand dragon eggs or whatever it is that Hagrid did after that, I don't remember. There were so many French people selling food. I got a coconut thing and stared longingly at the Turkish Delight but there was no seller at that stand. Gutted.
I have written a poem about Jack and Jill. They went up the hill and got shot. It is probably terrible but I love it so who cares.
Not I.
I'm gonna watch the Pixies now. They are all so fat, I may just shut my eyes and listen. Kinda seems a waste of an HD channel but WHATEVER.
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That's the best way to watch television right enough. With your eyes shut.
(Pixies? Sounds awful.)
Trust me it is for the best. Black Francis is not an attractive blob.
And yes, all bands who derive from the Velvet Underground and inspire a generation of alternative rock bands and led Kurt Cobain to write the most famous Nirvana songs and had a single used in the ending scene of Fight Club, must be judged awful by their name.
Alternative retort: pfffft.
That's a double whammy of retorts right there.
Damn straight, Past Me.
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