Some day... (404 hits)
Category: HumorRating: -0.5 on 2 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Akegata <akegata.at.bluebottle.com> (View user info) at 2004-07-26 07:26:26 EDT
Some day, when I have nothing better to do, I will wake up and turn on the radio. I will tune it into the channel that plays trance 24/7, I will actively listen to it, and make a brave attempt at rythmically moving my body along with it. If it's got vocals, I'll sing along. With pathos. After I've taken a shower, I'll bathe in axe deodorant (from the spray bottles), until every pore and sweat gland on my body has been silenced. I will bathe in it until people can smell me on the other side of town.
The day before some day, I bought some pre-faded jeans and a pastel singlet. To roughen up the image, I bought some nail-wristbands. The same some day, I'll WEAR them. Along with some polyester underwear, of course. I'll put as much wax, gel, hairspray, and mousse in my hair as I can find. All to get that rugged look. Then I hide some of it with a bandana that's too small.
Then I'll hijack a cable car, just because it's pontless and sounds like fun.
After that's done, I'll sit by the main square of town and play oldies with a fake little brother. 10 years old. I'll play the keyboard and do backing vocals. He'll sing.
That's all I can think of, so I hope I'll have something better to do until that day...
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Submitted by CowboyKiller (user info) at 2004-07-26 08:57:56 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Wow, I didn't even smile.
Here's a vocation for you: Experiment with the dangers of playing tennis on a freeway.
Submitted by Val (user info) at 2004-07-26 07:59:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
i liked it, but it was way too short.
nice descriptive writing.