The Good News Dumpsters of Chicago
BLAB-OON IN A TEST TUBE: This is some first-rate carrot cake!
DUNGAREE CLYDE: Mirror plaid -- the lyre is smelty.
BLAB-OON IN A TEST TUBE: I'd be better off if I were a potted plant.
DUNGAREE CLYDE: Butter nuff ye scone!
BLAB-OON IN A TEST TUBE: Ask for crackers & a lantern.
DUNGAREE CLYDE: I ain't jokely -- ching wooze alumna.
BLAB-OON IN A TEST TUBE: Whose nuts are in this dish?
DUNGAREE CLYDE: You deserve a snake today.
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(haiku)
drifting off to sleep
I jump straight up out of bed --
spider on my nuts
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Later, at Feeney's
COKES-ARE-ON-ME: Hey, gang -- Cokes are on me!
DR. ZOLAR: Seriously.
ATTN. PEAT: I lichen this to moss.
RECLUSE X'OR: I peanut buttered & I Shatnered.
OILY CUKE WARBLE: Ghana aftersauce.
COKES-ARE-ON-ME: Pie, Dr. Zolar?
DR. ZOLAR: Three point one four dot dot dot.
ATTN. PEAT: I lichen math jokes.
RECLUSE X'OR: Whadya mean, 'orchid pie' ?!
OILY CUKE WARBLE: Ghana aftersauce.
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Good News for Night Owls
1. Salad-a-Day Jon has another red cabbage special.
2A. No more 4 in th' morn corn.
2B. No more blue soda.
3. There's a butterfly in the chocolate milk.
4. (backpack full of weed & zines)
