Rrose Sélavy: How preposterous.
JB: Would you like some sugar in your tea?
RS: *achoo!*
JB: Oh, may God bless America.
RS: Danke. & oui, señor. Two lumps. Shall you have some in yours?
JB: No, I have some honey here for me.
(An urban oak forest begins to sprout along the road. They drink out of gold tea cups.)
RS: What are your feelings on Wagner?
JB: He was probably a virgin, but with an animalistic urge. I heard he enjoyed wrapping himself in fat and felt.
What a lovely tea party.
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