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?