“Yes you are.”
“I am not!”
“You is be.”
“I ain’t is be nothin’!”
(The best part about this is it was between two very intelligent individuals. Bad grammar just for kicks, anyone?)
Soul Like a Spider
I suppose eventually I would either be swallowed into darkness that not even the water-like light will touch, or the streams of leaking man-made light would be drown by the light gushing from the sky from a pale yellow heavenly chandelier rising in the east. Maybe if I throw the gossamer of my soul far enough I could be a cowgirl of the sky.
“Yes you are.”
“I am not!”
“You is be.”
“I ain’t is be nothin’!”
(The best part about this is it was between two very intelligent individuals. Bad grammar just for kicks, anyone?)
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April 2, 2008 at 5:49 pm
inconditus
postage please? You can’t get people hooked on good writing and then drop out to watch them suffer for a week.
Oh, oops. I’m terribly sorry. I’ll get right on that.
Good to know that my writing is at least missed.
April 10, 2008 at 10:09 pm
Grimm
Sometimes one needs to digress in order to relax. Or something really silly like that.
Or something.