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A transcript of some soundbites of my life. And this presentation. Enjoy.
Hello. Hello. Hhello little folk. Do you know who I am?
Oh, well, come on in. You don’t need to stand where all the neighbors can see you.
Who are you? What are you doing in my room?
He seems like a sturdy young man, a little timid, but wel set up physically.
You’re the most fascinating men I ever met, and I want you to marry me.
You’re just saying that to make me feel good.
I’m so proud of you! Wwell public service has its compensations I see.
You’re funny looking, but you’re cute.
O you say that every night, and I keep waiting, and waiting.
If you don’t mind me saying so, it’s a bit sickening.
You say that you know him? I’ve heard about him. You have? Where? All over.
Listen, there’s been crazy people hanging ’round the studio all day.
You’re not serious. ‘Course I am. Well, let’x not waste time discussing it.
You’re just about the most worthless critter I ever set eyes on.
Why that snake in the weeds.
Well I wouldn’t say that.
Why did you pick me? Who elxse is there?
You don’t have to explain to me. I don’t care about your sorted past.
Now this whole thing is ridiculous.
You better be careful.
You don’t have to spell in front of me. I’m old enough to understand things now.
You don’t say.
Oo, you’ve grown up to be a handsome curly headed rascal, haven’t you!
Wonderful! Just wonderful!
What does it all mean?
Do you have any ideas Henry? It’s hard to say.
Yes you funny man.
But I ain’t gonna do it.
Why doc. What does it all mean?
There Have Been Other Problems Too.
You have to submit an application and be voted on. Go through a process that takes weeks. There’s hard work to be done.
Whatever it is, it’s in that closet.
Well Here We Are. I’m Hungry. I’m Thirsty. WAAH!
You must admit that made sense.
You idiot!
Now, how can you say that?
I think it’s wonderful! I think it’s grand! I think I’ll kill myself.
Kenny I wanna tell you it was swell. It was perfectly thrilling.
Why Kenny, whatta you talking about. I said those very words to you every Sunday this year.
Well I’m getting sick of it.
PS: What’s this wierd presenbation all about? More of this year’s poetry challenge can be found at my blog. Check out the link on my side bar for more… if you can stomach it.
