my mind is a sticky note
By Todd Stadler · Thursday, July 26, 2001 11:30pm
Thoughts of less than fifteen syllables I had while going shopping one day this summer:
- Oh great - sailors!
- Hmm, I smiled wrong.
- Qwest is evil. Evil!
- Maybe I should call it the Bio-Car.
- Stupid rubberneckers!
- This bathroom smells like meat!
- Yikes! Death!
- I bet it's the pretzels ... eating pretzels makes you look cool.
- She has a hunch-back ... and -front!
- Well, of course they're white!
- The mall - refuge of the damned. And teens.
- Why would I want that on a grain of rice?
- I just want a nylon wallet ... is that so much?
- Mmmm - salty! And free!
- Are there professional Zamboni drivers?
- They're white because I always wear socks.
- Cars stink.
- Instant death!
- Chocolate? Or poop?
- It appears my imagination is still going strong.
- If I don't go sockless, they'll never tan.
- Wow - yellow!
- That girl isn't serious!
- Please don't let your son point a gun out the window.
- Man, that's a lot of fries!
- "Brandtastic" isn't a word.