Have You Ever Loved?by Violet Tiara ![]() March 4, 2002 Have you ever loved
like the whistling wind of a barn swallow's nostril-hole? Have you ever lived like a merchant prince on quiche and curry dumplings? I think not. Have you ever stared into the face of time like a fearless mutant hunchback with a huge sword and a locket around his neck that contains a picture of a tulip? Ha, I find it truly unlikely. Have you ever sung the song that meal-mice sing when the stars line up and form a picture of deposed Chinese dictator Quang-Sin-Joon? I don't believe you. Have you ever dreamed the way that oceans dream of ice ages and black holes? Have you ever smelled an odor so complex it carried the secrets of the universe? Not as long as I've known you. Have you ever danced on an enchanted morn with Irish water spirits and some kind of bizarre half dog-man who's always carrying a freshly cooked pizza? I'd like to see you prove it. Have you ever pulled your own throat out through your mouth and then played your intestines like a bagpipe? Really? I could barf! Quote of the Day“A little bad taste is like a dash of paprika. A lot of bad taste, like a grinder full of cayenne pepper. And doing that annoying Cajun guy impression while doing anything—well, that's just beyond bad taste.”-Dirty Parkbench Fortune 500 CookieIn the annals of history, there has always been one man who laughs uncontrollably whenever someone says "annals"—that's your legacy. Turn up the heat this week, 'cause that fucking turkey has been in the oven since Saturday. If you can't beat them, join them, and show them what real losers they are for accepting you into the group. Lucky bastards this week are Tom Monroe, Pete Gelbart, Judy Simon, and that son you're pretty sure is living in Winnipeg now.Try again later. Top commune New Year's Resolutions
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