Leaping out of the front door of the office at the conclusion of work today - as is my wont - a sentence fell into my head, and I just had to say it:
I am the spazmo monkey!
As soon as I said that, it occured to me that all I had to do was add another sentence to that to create a felicitious combination of words and sounds. So I did:
And I dance like a junkie!
I'm a poet, man.
Disclaimer: I am neither a junkie, nor a monkey, nor am I in the least bit spazmo.
Well, okay. Maybe I'm a little spazmo.
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5 comments:
Everyone talks to themselves, don't they?
Now that's a question we each have to answer for ourselves.
I tell people that I'm talking to the evil whip cracking pixies. Only if they ask though.
You have reminded me of the book that I want to read, Me Cheeta, the autobiography of Tarzan. Sounds fantastic! Just don't get it out of the library before I do (I see it's on order at mine) or if I find a nice copy on discount somewhere I'm going for it. I would love to find out more about the salacious monkey episodes of Tarzan and Jane and the jungle life of tis famous ape!
Autobiography? Of a chimp? That's awesome. I hope the chimp writes it in high Victorian language, as befits an acquaintance of Lord Greystoke:
"To the best of my recollection, my earliest years were spent in the wilderness of Africa, nourished at the bosom by my dear mother...." & co, & co, & co.
He'd have a lot to discuss with Gorilla Bananas, too!
I am the spazmo monkey!
And I dance like a junkie!
At work, I am a flunkie!
Moo!
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