Chickens floating on the great lakes! midgets fucking in the back of classic automobiles, listening to the doobie brothers through Bang & Olsen speakers reaching climax like mad dogs looking to forget.
All natural Sex aids, for the naturally shy, hanging in pristeen bedrooms full of Olsen Twin posters. They're two of a kind, they are. Two little corporate whores driving consumers to frenzies of impulse buying with promises of no-longer-jailbait illicitness.
(Christ, I feel like a beat poet doing stream of conciousness... where's my saxophone intermissions?)
Swimming in olympic pools full of Jolt cola. Finding love and romance in the self-help sections of bookshops
(Seriously, this could totally be a Fugs track...)
Pagan trickets falling through letter boxes. Learn to cook in fastfood kitchens...
( On a slightly more serious note, this idea could be turned into something cool. You could write short-stories that mess with the blogger banner ad. You could have competitions to see who can get the oddest results showing up at the top of their blogs! Oops, I forget to mention hiphop and the word urban, those are always dead obvious ones...)
Hip Hop serenades at 50,000 feet. Urban sales pitch always gets mad props on MTV.
23 July 2004
please do excuse me while I mess with the blogger banner ad...
Posted by
Cecil B. Demented
at
11:30
Subscribe to:
Comment Feed (RSS)
|