The Obscure

Welcome, one and all, to the incongruent ravings of an inferior mind!

Sunday, August 22, 2004

 
Hey hey one and all. This is M.C. Snazzy H in... to hell with it.
How are you all doing this fine... morning, night... thing? I am doing tremendously!Yes, all is well in Johnny-Town.

Which brings me to my real point: What the HELL happened to my adolescence? Seriously! I mean, one second I was pickin' zits off my forehead in Mr. Bendikson's loathsome English class, and then suddenly BAM! YOU, my lad, are officially past your prime! My prime lasted for like two seconds, man. I'm already feeling the effects of age, my spine is bent and doubled, my knees are constantly swollen and sore, my memory is all but gone and my joints and head ache all day long.
Soon I'll have trouble with my prostate and stop urinating for days on end, and then I will pass on at the ripe ol' age of 19.

Which brings me to my auxiliary point: What the HELL happened to children's shows? SERIOUSLY! What, are kids dumber now, or did shows suck back in my day too? Come on! Have you seen the shows they put on nowadays? Where's the goddamn humour? Where's the goddamn... art?! There is none of the experimental animation, none of the adult level humour in the 'toons, none of the damn...DAMN, damn it!

Which brings me to my DI-xiliary point: DAMN IT!!

So how are you guys doing? Oh, I already asked that? Bite me.
The author apologizes for the multitude of profanity in this post, for the sake of the tender-reader, the definition of "Damn" is temporarily changed to the definition of "cotton candy" and "hell" is temporarily changed to "yellow galoshes". Thank you.

I hear you talking back there, you thought I wasn't going to get to my Tri-xiliary point, didn't you? Oh, you are a silly one. Did you really think I would forget the most IMPORTANT TRI-XILIARY POINT EVER?!

You were right.


Goodnight sun, goodnight moon, goodnight crumbs from my macaroon
Goodnight land, goodnight socks, goodnight battered remains of clocks
Goodnight wait, goodnight I stole, goodnight the first line, from goodnight Zits
Goodnight you know, goodnight that comic, goodnight...from the paper...

...............

Goodnight, Emily Dickenson.
G'night, Pa.

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