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06 March 2003 @ 02:32 pm
Somebody want to explain what "Shrove Tuesday" is?  
People make pancakes for it (with math), so I'm guessing it's Mardi Gras, but I'm not sure.
Undercover Brother, Kickbacks for War
My Angst Ate my Suffering in a Void of Meaningless Existential Nihilistic Self-Oppression: An Poem
ninja in the shadows: evil edseiryu_16 on March 6th, 2003 03:08 pm (UTC)
That Poem Reminds Me...
...of this one poem I wrote for Bad Comedy's Bad Poetry slam two years back. AHEM!

Carnival Fictitious Lightbulb Magazine Duodenum
by Annie VanderMeer

I have witnessed the promising minds of my people
thrown to the wind like tufted balloons of frightening Saran Wrap,
lost in their infinitesimal paradigms like walruses in a swap meet,
jivin' in their foolish samba keyboard mascara dolphin rhythms,
scorning the rich and divine in their viscous pools of phlegm and tambourines,
slapping those who would eat the pencil shavings
of the transcendental microscopic lavender kangaroo,
yammering along with the rantings of the tufted titmice
who lick the quivering gelatin off the twitching toes of Chairman Mao,
jumping around in their psychidelic yogurt frenzied fish outfits,
spanking the rice from racist underwear geese,
running around like frenetic armpit eggplant butterfinger tampons,
squirming with the giant otters making love inside
the rattling robotic body of an irate R2-D2,
fingering the magic orange bug-eyed squeaky gerbils of desire,
snorting heroic white-bread pickle-eating dung beetles,
stabbing themselves delirious with the punchlines
from a thousand diaper rabbit dish spittoons,
tickling the teats of toadstool pepperdish racoons,
biting the tails of fiendish rubber lightsaber owls,
sucking the noses of the furry yellow superman turtles,
lost to a generation of degenerate Iranian sensitive venom-spitting geckos,
and forced to vomit in the rather crimson plastic tureen because
Neo-Kagin needs to serve their supposed garbanzo bean pureé tomorrow.

...yes. That fucked more than one person's brain up GOOD. I was quite proud of myself for it.
atelierlune on March 6th, 2003 06:14 pm (UTC)
::claps hand over mouth and staggers for the toilet::
ninja in the shadows: justso_cockyseiryu_16 on March 6th, 2003 06:33 pm (UTC)
That means my work here is done.