I am:
A. On an ancient burial ground
B. Wishing I was buried there
C. On the set of "An American Werewolf in Purgatory"
D. Befuddled and adroit
E. _____?
Panoramic Killing Fields Bonus Feature
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Snag's Progress - Day 12
Posted by Snag at 9:27 PM
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Is that the Scott Stapp Suite??
Even the sun has given up on your quest, Snag.
With Motel Doors Wide Open...
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With Motel Doors Wide Open...
LOL!!
E. Waiting for Godot.
Whatever.
This is just a tactic to delay Q!
VLADIMIR:
I'm glad to see you back. I thought you were gone forever.
SNAG:
Me too.
VLADIMIR:
Together again at last! We'll have to celebrate this. But how? (He reflects.) Get up till I embrace you.
SNAG:
(irritably). Not now, not now.
VLADIMIR:
(hurt, coldly). May one inquire where His Highness spent the night?
SNAG:
In a ditch.
VLADIMIR:
(admiringly). A ditch! Where?
SNAG:
(without gesture). Over there.
VLADIMIR:
And they didn't beat you?
SNAG:
Beat me? Certainly they beat me.
VLADIMIR:
The same lot as usual?
SNAG:
The same? I don't know.
VLADIMIR:
When I think of it . . . all these years . . . but for me . . . where would you be . . . (Decisively.) You'd be nothing more than a little heap of bones at the present minute, no doubt about it.
SNAG:
And what of it?
VLADIMIR:
(gloomily). It's too much for one man. (Pause. Cheerfully.) On the other hand what's the good of losing heart now, that's what I say. We should have thought of it a million years ago, in the nineties.
The top pic is somewhat blurry. I worry that the photographer was drugged.
The top pic is somewhat blurry. I worry that the photographer was drugged.
And I bet you that phone is just a prop... and you can almost hear desperate whimpers...
fish, my meager posts aren't worth your comment.
Yes, the cut and paste was odious.
Fish is on the run from Jennifer, trying to avoid his Celinesque fate....
He can run, but she'll still haunt him in his dreams...
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