When I first saw this film, it was on a cell phone. I was traveling with a Korean family to Seoul for the video game championship you've all heard of somewhere. I asked to be let out of the car. Two hours later, Seoul was flooded and all its inhabitants were in God's Porta-Potti. This film saved my chestnuts. I just want to...thank you.
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I guess you had to be there.
When I first saw this film, it was on a cell phone. I was traveling with a Korean family to Seoul for the video game championship you've all heard of somewhere. I asked to be let out of the car. Two hours later, Seoul was flooded and all its inhabitants were in God's Porta-Potti. This film saved my chestnuts. I just want to...thank you.
Praying to a plastic bag pales in comparison to this beautiful new metaphor.
I corn barley wheat to see your next flour.
Clean lines on the horseless carriage. (sob).
Why thank you! It's hard to avoid getting lumpy as you get older, but I like to think I'm in very good shape for my age.
This, too, is foreshadowing. I am now lumpy. Fuck foreshadowing.
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