I’m a furry Jaguar… set in stone, behold :
² The beast I saw resembled a leopard, but had feet like, like… um, like a panda, —i think¡?
Flourescent is the color of purgatory… in the waiting room while listening to Susana Poveda.
The Pope is landing and all of the clochards at Paris Centre forgot to sound toll the Bells, as promised, when the Leon had landed..
REV. 13:2… ses pattes étaient comme ceux d’un ours, et sa gueule comme une gueule de lion.
Papas à la francesa… or,
how Eye learned to
stop worrYIng and learned
to love Rev. 13:2
Rock The Belles – Heck in a handbasket.
Not to worry, L.L. Cool J’s gonna Rock the Bells… but first “heck in a basket case” is kin to Green Day because we, as opposed to that French floosy fip, continue to celebrate punk to its final frontier, not its final boutique.
BASKET CASE…
_ grasping to control, so I better hold on (or i’ll kill you all)