Wednesday, July 08, 2015
Free Range or
The Mountain Goat Leaps From Precipice to Precipice
–-and back again to piss
-Two of the nicest ever, and they're getting married!
-The cauldron! Will determine if each is really nice,
or faking it.
-A percentage thing?
-Either way, I go for the nice, and seek it everywhere.
-Even the phoney...?
-Hey! We need a lubricant to keep us from each
other's throats!
-So, shake it until you make it?
-Any which way, or every which way!
-You talk in cliches.
-I'm taking that nicely. Besides, you’re one too,
-The important question always: Do you hafta
do one or two?
-Two.
-That’ll delay the revolution.
-I’m too nice for that.
-Do you think when you’re sitting there?
-Daydreams! What else?
-Well, the act itself.
-I don’t think that Mother Nature wants us
to worry so.
-She’s nice that way.
Labels: changing subjects, friends, interchange, language, wit
