Personally, I like it in here
I do
It's cozy
I mean, it's not ideal
You know, it's...dank
But then again, so are basement apartments most of the time
So really, who's to say?
And what's to say?
And what's to say about who's to say?
Whom? Whose? Who?
Who knows?
I like it in here
The belly of the whale
I feel like Ahab!
The whale ate Ahab, right?
I don't know, I never read the book
I just figured it would end with Ahab being eaten
Because when you screw around with whales they eat you
I think we've all learned that lesson, haven't we?
But I like to look on the bright side
Granted, there isn't really a bright side inside of a whale
But there are perks
For one thing, we're not going to starve
There's plenty of fish
I wish he'd swallow a few lobsters
Liven things up a little
But beggars can't be choosers
Because when you're a beggar you smell
And people who smell can't be picky
That's what that saying means
Did you notice a nook over there?
I think that's his kidney enclave or something
I think I'm going to make that my reading nook
Then, if he swallows a copy of Moby Dick, I can read it
Wouldn't that be ironic?
Irony is when whales swallow books around whales
In case anyone ever asks you
Hmm?
A breakfast nook
Oh, I don't know
That really doesn't look like a breakfast nook to me
I mean, the lighting is all wrong
For a breakfast nook
Maybe a smoking section, but definitely not a breakfast nook
Who would want to eat breakfast there?
That's where the stomach bile pours down like a waterfall
I mean, it's soothing if you forget that it's churned up body waste
Hey, has anybody seen Carl?
I haven't seen him since the boat went under, but I could have sworn I heard him yelling something about his leg as we were going past the molars
Really, where?
The bladder?
That's not really--uh--okay.
Why doesn't he just come stay here with us?
Mad? Why is he mad?
Hey, I never said I wanted to steer the ship!
Besides, who can tell the difference between a whale and a small, tropical island at night?
It's not like I didn't apologize to him
He just didn't hear me because he was too busy moaning about getting his leg chewed off! If he doesn't want to listen...
Well, fine--let him just sit in whale piss for the rest of his life, see if I care
Geez, some people
. . . . .
So...
You wanna play a game or something?
You know, 'cause...
We have some time to kill
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