I think he should write a story about a guy that writes short stories who has a birthday today. It should have cake in it (and possibly a gibbon-in-busty-drag bursting out of that cake and singing sexy-pouty-like, "Happy Birthday, Mr. Artist-in-residence" [Ed.:that kind of rhymes with "President", yeah?]).
I like cake.
Happy Birthday, Mr. Artist-in-residence. Maybe blow out your candles now. You know how to blow out candles, don't you, Moejoe? You just put your lips together and...blow.
Cheers,
Marc (Monroe? Bacall? How did that happen?)
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