Tuesday, December 31, 2002

SUSIE



LITTLE SNEAKY SUSIE

Susie’s little sisters’
Dolls were caught in twisters,
Blew them all to bitsies
Made them lose their witsies!
They all told their dad who
Puffed up really mad too.
Said, “This isn’t funny!
They cost lots of money!”
He took a little stick
And took some bisquit mix,
Made them all a new one
Put them in the oven
To bake them all like pies
And glued on little eyes.
Then they’d all pretendsy
They all had new friendsies.
This got Susie so mad,
She did something real bad!
When they all went to sleep,
She took a little peep
In the dolly bedsies,
At the dolly headsies.
Then snip snip snip she went!
Their souls to God she sent!
Took their little noggys
Fed them to the doggys!
Left their sticky bodies
Headless with no ideas!
And when the sun arose
And all the girls tip-toed
To see their little friends,
They screamed and screamed again!
While Susie stopped and stared,
They all pulled out their hair!
Inside she sang a song
Susie knew all along:
You don’t need a twister
With Susie as your sister.


8:49:05 PM    sro home /


MODERN LIVING or The Family as A Self-Contained Organism Fueled By Regressive Primal Activations

ME: Don't be such a YingYang.

MOTHER: Where did you get that word?

ME: What word?

SISTER: YingYang.

MOTHER: What does it even mean?

SISTER: It's an ancient Asian representation of conflicting forces.

ME: I made it up.

SISTER: No you didn't.

ME: I made it up for this purpose.

MOTHER: What's a YingYang?

ME: You know, a YingYang. Like Namby-Pamby or Hooky-Jooky.

MOTHER: Well stop using it.

SISTER: Hooky-Jooky?

ME: Well what do you suggest I use?

MOTHER: I don't know.

ME: SpermRectum.

MOTHER:

SISTER:

ME:

SISTER: I liked it.

MOTHER: Don't be such a YingYang.
11:07:09 AM    sro home /