Treasure Island

Cretan Maineiac

(April 29,1961 / Lewiston, ME USA)

Discounter Culture

Thanks, Sam, the sacks of rice will keep 'till
doomsday, jeans
assembled almost cheaply enough for the

assembler to fit in & don't forget Coors Light
wishes (don't spare the ice) &
Velveeta dreams enough to feed the

County we're having over for the Block
Party next
NASCAR weekend, startin'

Friday after work w/ lawnmower races around
back, 'till Summer Slam, a buncha'
bunches o' bananas & peanut butter ('case Elvis shows) in a

vat we can empty and use as a swimming
pool later &
yessah', plenty o' pork rinds. We'll

leave the solar-powered patio lights on for ya'.

Submitted: Saturday, May 03, 2008
Edited: Saturday, May 31, 2008
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  • Pasha Satara (5/4/2008 12:07:00 PM)

    Always astute... you see it all, then write it the way you see it, & that says it all. ~meja X (Report) Reply

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