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Originally Posted by montsnmags
Sure, "enjoy", but then again you can have a rest and can go away for a nice, sweet cup of chai, or a fun day at a waterslide park, or hide in the bushes with your slingshot and fire frozen peas at the backsides of fat joggers, or inject ZCD-concentrate straight into your left eyeball, or practice the Thriller-dance with the Solid Gold Disco Dancing Pirate Ninja Squirrel Troupe, or go on a long journey across the desert to yourself aboard the soft and supportive back of a happy daily llama, or jet-boot shoot yourself into space to ride the rings of Uranus, or watch the telly, but you try spending your entire waking moment and even more of your sleeping ones hopping from one blue puzzle to the next without stepping on the poor-mouthing fish that wetdogs your every step whispering sour nothings in your ear and see how you like it. It's only the un-moments between the moments that shine and glitter like an exploding frog, splattering the one-dimensional walls with an intra-second's worth of rainbow connections to the lovers, the dreamers and me that get me through the nights and daze. Uh-oh, here it comes again!
Cheers,
Marc ( "Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices? I've heard them calling my name"  ) |
SEE!?!?!
This is just what I was commenting about. Punctuation, please! I need to breathe everyonce in awhile when I'm reading. I almost hyperventilated and that wouldn't be good. The husband and kids would come running and want to know what I'm doing and I would have to explain all about Marc and I'm just not sure they could handle it. That (excuse the saying but it fits here) begs the question, should they wade into the Montsnmags waters slowly to aclimate or just take the plunge and get it over with quickly!
Although, I will say, Marc, your use of adjectives was superlative and the visual imagery rivaled that of Dr. Suess.
I especially loved the part about the frozen peas! D.C. has a lot of joggers, many of whom are politicians.
Kaz