I followed a man in a black tuxedo jacket around for about half an hour, he looked interesting and had a very organised way of walking about the supermarket. He bought ten litres of juice, one stick of french bread, a bag of apples and three kinds of soft cheese. He stopped and winked at me in the cheese aisle so I ran away, to the biscuit aisle, where it is safe.
Shopping is an excellent time to practice reciting poems, or so I thought until people started to look at me oddly. Today I was attempting to perfect Tug Dumbly's method of saying Yahweh. The "Yah" is pronounced as you breathe in and the "Weh" as you breathe out. It is meant to be soft and just audible above the sound of the breath. It might in future be prudent to take into account the possible religious beliefs of shoppers inside the Marrickville Metro on a Thursday evening before walking around declaring "God is unpronouncable" [breathe in] Y...H [breathe out] W...H" with a trolley full of boxes of matches.
The checkout chap raised an eyebrow as he scanned four large boxes of tampons, three large packages of boxed matches, one Vogue Living , several kinds of icing and a bag of plastic dinosaurs. I attempted to explain that I required the matches to explode the dinosaurs but I'm not sure that he understood.
I am about perform some test explosions with dinosaurs in the fireplace. I want to be careful to not explode Superman's head tomorrow, or my own for that matter. It would be difficult to enjoy cake with an exploded head.
Shopping is an excellent time to practice reciting poems, or so I thought until people started to look at me oddly. Today I was attempting to perfect Tug Dumbly's method of saying Yahweh. The "Yah" is pronounced as you breathe in and the "Weh" as you breathe out. It is meant to be soft and just audible above the sound of the breath. It might in future be prudent to take into account the possible religious beliefs of shoppers inside the Marrickville Metro on a Thursday evening before walking around declaring "God is unpronouncable" [breathe in] Y...H [breathe out] W...H" with a trolley full of boxes of matches.
The checkout chap raised an eyebrow as he scanned four large boxes of tampons, three large packages of boxed matches, one Vogue Living , several kinds of icing and a bag of plastic dinosaurs. I attempted to explain that I required the matches to explode the dinosaurs but I'm not sure that he understood.
I am about perform some test explosions with dinosaurs in the fireplace. I want to be careful to not explode Superman's head tomorrow, or my own for that matter. It would be difficult to enjoy cake with an exploded head.
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THIS is why I read this blog.
xox Rups
Religious tolerance will be the end of everything and must be stamped out immediately.
Tolerance is a strange word for how we live with each other. I think understanding would be better than tolerance.
Rups,
That's probably me standing in front of things and staring for no good reason. Sorry about that.
NWJR,
I wonder how many of my posts you've said that about. I might have a look later.
xd
People with loud beliefs who seek to reinforce the idea that loud belief is the status quo, who amass wealth and influence, they make me very angry. For them, no understanding whatsoever.
And this is the problem. To understand one set requires tolerating the other (especially since the boundary between both sets is fluid and permeable).
The answer is to never allow anyone to believe in anything. Alternatively, face punches!
I like cake.
Everyone likes cake.
I also am not averse to cake.
I will have plenty of time to do some test explosions this evening before Superman arrives.
and p.s you never replied to my email?
I ate the entire cake in less than twenty four hours.
But it's okay, I'm going swimming and doing lots of walking, so the extra kilojoules won't do me no 'arm.
I liked the ticket.
I ended up exploding in the kitchen sink.