one time i had a dream that the jar wizard couldn't open his mustard.
he blamed my pet fish, bubbles, and wanted him pickled in a jar.
he blamed my pet fish, bubbles, and wanted him pickled in a jar.
he wanted the local minister to give a sermon denouncing bubbles too, but the reverend was too busy composing an opera to bother with that.
i told the jar wizard i liked his tv show. "jar wizard" was a half hour show where he tried to open a jar. sometimes he'd open it and have a snack, other times he'd struggle and not get it open.
you'd never know
you'd never know
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