Floating Clogs of Norman
Thursday, October 2nd, 2008Guard your front gardens, the floating clogs of Norman are swashing themselves north at a great rate. How many great rates though? How many packets of crisps will your uncle have to consume from the front parlour, his knuckles on fire and his beard a mess of vegetable failings as he drearily goes on munching like a mouthful of rabbit?
Rainbow Clown News suggests kettles. Fire you your kettles Rainbow Clowns! Turn them on up to full capacity! Watch as they heat, they get warmer and hotter and blow their stacks and let you know they are ready with their minor oceans of hot bottle water products.
Meanwhile, don’t forget Norman is to blame for all of this. He lies in his southern gutter with his pet beard watching the stars like a cat. Write to him! Send him notes! You know how it goes.