Need a leg up?

Can you feel it? That's the sound of the underground; it trembles. The balls of your feet touch the ground as it shakes, your ankles twist as your legs break. The noise isn't broadcast. It's pissing in the wind of broadcast, like a sozzled dog tied to the stilts of a beach house. Tune in, zone out, but just don't take your eye off the leash - else a stampede of Beethoven's will invade Amsterdam and not even the good ship Poezenboot can save you then.


Leggykic

You know it makes sense.

Como? Não entendi direito

Sim!

a: Você fala português?
b: Eu entendo um pouco, mas não falo.
a: De onde você é?
b: Sou de Pop-sicle.
a: De Pop-sicle?
b: Sim, de Pop-sicle.
a: O que você faz?
b: Sou pop.
a: Como? Não entendi direito.
b: Sou pop.
a: Fale mais devagar.
b: Sou... pop?
a: ...
b: ...
a: Onde é o banheiro?
b: Não sei.
a: ...
b: O senhor pode me trazer mais pão? Obrigado!





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Shortbodies

If only shorthand was taught like this...

'James'
It's my name, don't wear it out. For some unknown reason Blogger has reverted the image back to its original formatting and won't let me flip it, so you'll have to make do with craning your necks 90 degrees to the right.
No socks were harmed in the making of this art.

'Amy'

A perfect example of 'y' saying 'i', this is the wonderful Amy Stocking, poet extraordinaire and mystic temptress of the Black Country. You can read her work and musings on life by clicking here: http://showponytrot.blogspot.com/