Showing posts with label tomato. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tomato. Show all posts
Friday, July 15, 2016
WHY DO I WRITE?
Writers have various reasons for writing. I am not a writer. (Actually, I lean a little to the left.) Here are some of the reasons I write.
I write because I am not a tomato. Tomatoes can't write. (Often I write in front of tomatoes to make them envy me.)
I write because it is a way of getting in touch with what is not inside me.
I write because I am dizzy.
I write because I change my mind.
I write because I am not dizzy.
I write because my kumquat business failed on Mars, and I have no skills.
I write because I am good at lying, and reclining as well. (I love looking at ceilings.)
I write to confuse my thoughts.
I write because I love mixing ink molecules with paper molecules.
I write because the sky is blue. (I have never understood this reason.)
I write because I like collecting junk.
I write to relax. (Once relaxed I lie down and look at the ceiling.)
I write to stay insane, but sometimes I stop writi--
Thursday, January 21, 2016
SOME QUESTIONS AT A GROCERY STORE
Do fish aspire to end up in a grocery store?
Can you use tomato paste to glue food?
Do avocados ever advocate?
If there is pasta, then where can I find a presenta and a futura?
Do beans fart? If so, then how do they say, "Excuse me"? Can beans talk?
Does the butcher ever pig-out?
Do the ghosts of dead cows haunt the meat department?
Shouldn't you get a discount on your groceries if you use self checkout?
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