Monday, September 18, 2006

See, he loves me.

Nothing says I Love You like oversized highly flammable stuffed animals that smell like carnie.
I’m serious.
Tossing a bean bag into the mouth of a clown at just the right angle three times in a row does not happen on accident.
We are talking years of practice. Summers filled with disappointment and shame. Consolation teddy bears. The small neon colored ones.
All so that someday, the one you love will know just how much you care.
This the kind of thing that prepares you for life.
You want something? You have to work for it. And have an endless supply of dollar bills.
Its not all fun and games at carnival.
The second the chain-smoking She-male hands over that large hard bear, boys become men.
[Michigan State Fair]

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