Let's give 'em the old pizazz!
Why did you do that?
Empathy.
I put myself in your place and I felt that you wanted to be kissed.
I'm afraid you put
yourself in the WRONG place. I have no desire to be kissed, by you or anyone
else.
Gentlemen: may I take
this opportunity to tell you that you look like a mess of worms? And that you
not only look like a mess of worms, but you ARE a mess of worms. And I'll bet
you've been sitting at this table all these years because if you ever left it
you'd be picked up on a vagrancy charge.
Now
when I say "go," walk down with fire in your
eyes and murder on your
mind
I can't hear myself
think, and I'm trying to think in French!
Suppose
we just leave my bones alone and... and
give me my $53.95?
"Banish the
black, burn the blue, and bury the beige. From now on, girls, think pink!"
We
sit at your feet humble and ignorant but so
willing.
grace,
elegance and pizazz
We
want to sit at your feet and learn. We have so
much to learn.
all art from Southampton Beyond Graffiti, Subway
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