The Author's Hangout Vending Machine

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and you find yourself flying back to Capistrano.

I put in a Monarch's flight to the Valley of Mexico...

I think someone is getting grumpy about this cold weather?

I put in a warming internal glow (and wonder if the 63rd anniversary has passed? if so i'll sing happy birthday like Marilyn did; Oh so breathy)
 
I think someone is getting grumpy about this cold weather?

I put in a warming internal glow (and wonder if the 63rd anniversary has passed? if so i'll sing happy birthday like Marilyn did; Oh so breathy)

and the VM overheats at the thoughtof the sounds that promise to float on a sultry breath four days into the new year.

I put in a bit of wondering about the wondering...
 
And I feel an irresistible urge to help a rotund bearded man dressed in red.

I put in a bright red raindeer nose...

and I attach it to the front of my bicycle

I put in a rotund dude, dreesed in red steering a pedi-cab.
 
and I attach it to the front of my bicycle

I put in a rotund dude, dreesed in red steering a pedi-cab.

And you get a horny ungulate with a gin blossom nose.

I put in a vintage bottle of Napa Cabernet.
 
And find out that you forgot to remove the recording you made of last night.

I put in the tapes you left in the machine.

Ah, thank you. She'll enjoy the final production, I hope.

I put in a pair of Rodgers broadcast-grade speakers
 
And you get back instructions on how to convert it into a BBQ grill.

I put in the recipe for the herbs and spices.

and you get a hefty plate of baby hog ribs Provencale.

I put in a smooth Cabernet to wash down the raclette...
 
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