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fly on the wall
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6/10/2008 8:10:40 PM
Why are owls such know-it-alls?
It never fails. Just when I've done some blunder like erased a file by accident or spilled a beverage, I hear the hoot of that pompous Dirk, the owl who lives on a tree just outside my abode. He sits there waiting for me to fuck up, it amuses him. I've even heard he sometimes uses binoculars to peer into my privacy and he's given my sex organ a name and spread it around the neighborhood to attempt to humiliate me. In case you got wind of this, my penis is not named Big Chuck.
I don't like the locals here. There is a blackbird named Chewy and a squirrel named Gwen. They have nothing better to do than laugh as that juvenile owl holds court at my expense.
I may move. Or I may kick one fat brown owl in the can.
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Steve Ison
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6/11/2008 3:51:47 PM
Being a fly you're not really in a position to be kicking Owls,squirrels-or blackbirds for that matter..
Unless you've got a little red cape on your back with 'S' emblazened across that is..
Didn't Curtis Mayfield have a song about that?
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Roach up your nose
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6/12/2008 2:51:29 PM
The owl must be a sign of a very high infestation in the woodwork. We may be forced to move afterall.
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