Abandon all hope
Well, I guess I'm going to hell. I've thought about all the options and it really seems like the best choice for me. I'm not going for a while, mind you. I just wanted to let you all know as kind of a legal disclosure thing before you got too engrossed in the rest of my story here. I promise that I'll write when I get there. I get the feeling that most of the propaganda is hype, but I'll let you know the real story once I infiltrate. It sounds like it might be kind of fun. I enjoy the heat and all of the interesting people will be there. I'm sure they will be bored with all the questions like, "Mr. Capote! What did you think of Philip Seymour Hoffman's portrayal of your sorry-ass life?" Or, "Hey Bono! Are you related to Cher's ex-husband and why were you named after a monkey?"
It should be a party!
It should be a party!
4 Comments:
Hell? I spent a month there one night.
That just doesn't make sense. You can't spend a month in a night unless your in the Tardis. And then how is it really hell?
Are you sure it wasn't New Orleans, or somewhere in Texas?
Bonobo?
Yes! The pygmy chimp! Why would he want to create that image? Wouldn't you ask him if you had the chance?
He has enough money now that he could easily change his name. What's up with that?
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