For breakfast I ate peas out of a can
For lunch, cold beans
At dinner I dined on sweet cabbage and salty brine
Then in the darkest hour of the night, I splayed my supine body
Lifted my legs
And in a Vesuvius eruption blew a flaming, gaseous cloud of peas and beans and dinner fixins' straight through a molten roof
Ditching School in '88
2 days ago
3 comments:
Hell Yes - a burning ring of fire.
Old Ollie
Outstanding SC. Just reading that I feel tremendous relief in my bowels. Looks like a bowl of borscht, sourcrout, scznitzel and cabbage rolls are on my menu for dinner tonight. Jelous to have have one of those volcanic flatulations.
HP
You are a surreal writer in the realms of the colon, sir.
Gdog
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