I've been incommunicado of late as I went upstate to my family home or as I like to call it, "Further Inland". Further Inland to escape the soggy tentacles of dolphin nefariousness. Yes, they have tentacles now, Virginia. While Further Inland I watched this film that really opened my eyes. Apparently it was about a group of ruffians who really stood for something and I'd like to gain membership to their club. They're called the People Against Goodness and Normalcy and they wear these nifty outfits entailing goat fur leggings. Anyway, my friend Emil Muzz told me about them and they sacrifice things in a crazy awesome ceremony. If I can get them to sacrifice dolphins instead of the Virgin Connie Swail, I think we're going to be on the right path. I also wish this group had a catchy nickname or acronym, because People Against Goodness and Normalcy is just really long and cumbersome - doesn't exactly roll off the tongue. Maybe like PeAGooN'cy. I like that - it's got the word "GooN" in it which sort of emphasizes the nihilistic, anti-god context within which this group operates. What's another word for "Godless"? I wish there were a word like that.
Now that I'm back on an island with only bridges and tunnels as my sole escape routes should a dolphin led land invasion occur, I've got to admit - a little nervous. Hold on, more soon - my friend Pep Streebeck is on the phone.
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