A Poem for the lusty month of May:
May I have your attention please!
Will the owner of a pale blue pair of pants with nobody inside them please call the operator?
The owner of a pale blue pair of pants with nobody inside them, please call the operator.
Thank you.
May day. May Day! Day Time! Day Time!
And the end was nigh.
Also-I have tickets to see Cats on Tuesday but I won't be able to attend so if you want them email me and put Caticketism in the subject line. The body of your email should read:
Esteemed Colleague:
I am heretofore expressing deep interest in the tickets thusly mentioned thusly in your previous post on that day of our lord which presented itself verily as May 2nd, 2007. I wish heartily and with the utmost earnestness to see this "Cats" of which I have heard so much. Jellicle? What a delight! Memories,etcetera and so forth. Please, with haste and dutiful sense of efficiency, allow me to purchase said tickets so that I might see the dancing kitties. I will be forever in your debt, dear fellow, and if I should ever find myself on the lucky receiving end of a passport to such glee as these tickets to see Cats is sure to be, you will be the first on my list of contacts.
In anticipation of gratitude,
Ever your servant in all matters and dealings from this day forward,
(Your name here)
P.S. Boobs (this is the secret code word so that I'll know you are serious)
Oh wait, I don't have tickets to see Cats. That was a god damned lie.
May 2, 2007
day after May Day! day after May Day!
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Have you SEEN Cats? Wow. I mean, Wow. You know how I love musicals. I mean, love 'em! Love 'em! Singy dancy yay yay yay! But Cats was the most painful thing I've ever sat through. Starlight Express included. That pirate thing we watched outside on frozen bleachers and left midway through notwithstanding.
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