The daily rantings

"Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs."

Monday, March 19, 2012

Metaphorically incorrect.

I saw a cat today. The apple cat. The cat had many dogs surrounding it. The cat seemed very grape. The cat was different from the other dogs. Not a single sense of strawberry. The cat was grapely meowing to the dog and the dog was laughing while barking to the cat They may or may not understand each other. But I guess the cat is grape and why does the monkey still wants to sleep with the cat?
I saw a hippopotamus too. The hippo was minding its business. The hippo was strutting everywhere, lonely. The hippo was very vain. The hippo kept looking at itself. The hippo actually is kinda banana. The monkey still wants to eat with the hippo.
Then I saw a pig. The pig is no where as apple as the cat and no where as banana as the hippo. The pig had nothing to back itself up. The pig was a little useless. The pig is a desperate kiwi. but the pig is not apple, neither is it banana. The pig is so orange and the pig wants to change. Why isn't the pig banana or apple. Why orange. The pig is never a grape pig.
Today the pig has realized that the pig should carry on with it's life and care less about fruits and animals before it gets slaughtered.

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O hi. Metaphorically incorrect post up above. On my way home on a cab. The smell STENCH of cigar is so overwhelming in this cab that I feel like punching the cab drivers face and give him a bloody lecture about smoking. I'm so against smoking.









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