The Author's Hangout Vending Machine

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and it's Government-Issue bright Red.

I put in a pair of scissors for cutting loopholes in red tape...

and my kid brother pretends to be Evel Knievel doing loop-the-loops.

The VM issues everyone here with free entry, a window table and executive travel to the restaurant at the end of the Universe.
 
and my kid brother pretends to be Evel Knievel doing loop-the-loops.

The VM issues everyone here with free entry, a window table and executive travel to the restaurant at the end of the Universe.

and the resident Aliens *clap hands* "A trip home!"

I put in a rod of uranium (for the trip)
 
and some guy wandering by guzzles it down quite thankfully.

I put in a dinner for the homeless crew I always meet in the Guy Metro.

Good man Tio. I used to help feed the homeless kids at our church every Wednesday night.

and I sit down to eat with my homeless buddies.

I put in a pair of fingerless wool gloves.
 
Good man Tio. I used to help feed the homeless kids at our church every Wednesday night.

and I sit down to eat with my homeless buddies.

I put in a pair of fingerless wool gloves.

you can now play the piano in the cold weather.

I put in a snow shoe
 
and he ponders the time-space continuum, while asserting that whether we believe everything or believe nothing, it is all relative.

I put in a meta-narrative that involves superheroes...
 
and he ponders the time-space continuum, while asserting that whether we believe everything or believe nothing, it is all relative.

I put in a meta-narrative that graphics and novels...

and the graphemes swirl in a cosmic spiral, arranging themselves in an 11-dimensional graphic string stretching from the big bang to the restaurant at the end of the universe.

I put in a gift card for a seven-course Closing Time dinner...
 
and he ponders the time-space continuum, while asserting that whether we believe everything or believe nothing, it is all relative.

I put in a meta-narrative that involves superheroes...

and it's read aloud to eager elfin ears

I put in a F1 race track, 10 miles from my home!
 
and I say, enjoy that race track Austin.

I put in a wonder wonder if it's any wonder that the original and edited version posted as they were being addressed - in a post modern sense...
 
and I say, enjoy that race track Austin.

I put in a wonder wonder if it's any wonder that the original and edited version posted as they were being addressed - in a post modern sense...

and you get a befuddled sense of cosmic simultaneity.

I put in an dissertation on the absence of the father as a signifier in compilations of Mother Goose tales...
 
and you get a befuddled sense of cosmic simultaneity.

I put in an dissertation on the absence of the father as a signifier in compilations of Mother Goose tales...

and I declare you may have to much time on your hands

I put in a swift ride on a blustery day
 
I see your dissertation and raise it to the absence of the good mother in fairy tales.

I put in a senior thesis on the constructs of fairytales and myth within the frame work of a post modern novel about a giantess and her boy and his lust for the unattainable, in the form of an ethereal dancer of light...
 
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