Throne prone Thursday, April 17, 2003 I have been singing the Run-DMC line "we are kings from Queens, and from Queens come kings" to myself today, and it occured to me that I can sing this about myself, because the house I lived all my life in is on Queens Court. Thanks to you, Cleo, I had the guts to enter the Bookmobile. I was happy to see it all. They even had a copy of Infiltration. That's where the what what started. Then I saw Eleanor Whitney, but sort of expected that, but did not expect Super Vache, the sandwich, the beloved mailbox by you, of course, and the king of kings, the Paperrad Peace Pocket Pillow '03. I think I have been calling way too many people chumps lately and frowning. I hope people can see past my frown into my inner duvet. |
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