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Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Kudos from the Sea

Beatrice, a self propelled bicycle (manufactured back in the day-literally) came rolling up to the street this afternoon after having watched Facts of Life reruns with a dugong (yes, we thought they were extinct too) at the bottom of the ocean. She could tell I was impressed.

"Oh, but that's nothing" She said.

"Really" I replied.

"I mean, yeah, it's cool and all, but get this: I met this pirate and he told me about a toothpick that could sing any song he could name."

A part of me was sad to be reminded of the Singing Toothpick™-which of course is/was my invention. The problem with creating things like Singing Toothpicks™ is that once they start doin their thang they develop such a taste for it that they run away to seek their own fortunes, which is what happened in this case. The other part of me, however, was happy that my creation was making such a name for itself.

I really wish I could remember how I made that thing.

2 comments:

Geneffects said...

The Toothpick recently performed at the Cradle and I was there! It was quite a fiasco. Load-in was a 4:23AM. The road crew finally rolled in in three aquamarine tour busses. Immediately I and the son of Nosferatu were dispatched as runners to fill the toothpicks extravagant rider. I return 720 minutes later with a jar of honeybees, three broken pogo-sticks, the tail of Haley's Comet, and a domesticated lemur named Karl. The show was a success. The Toothpick has really learned to master some impressive stage techniques. He emerged on stage in a bed of fog backlit by 200 strobing black lights and wearing a white silk cape. Audience members swooned as he sang such hits as "Boulders Boulders Everywhere" and "Goodbye Color Purple". He almost met his end when, after a long night of partying in the greenroom, he got belligerently drunk and passed out in a box of OCSC matches.

Geneffects said...

The toothpick recently performed at the Cradle. It was quite a fiasco. Load-in was a 4:23AM. The road crew finally rolled in in three aquamarine tour busses. Immediately I and the son of Nosferatu were dispatched as runners to fill the toothpicks extravagant rider. I return 720 minutes later with a jar of honeybees, three broken pogo-sticks, the tail of Haley's Comet, and a domesticated lemur named Karl. The show was a success. The toothpick has really learned to master some impressive stage techniques. He emerged on stage in a bed of fog backlit by 200 strobing black lights and wearing a white silk cape. Audience members swooned as he sang such hits as "Boulders Boulders Everywhere" and "Goodbye Color Purple". He almost met his end when, after a long night of partying in the greenroom, he got belligerently drunk and passed out in a box of OCSC matches.