September 05, 2002
To Sleep, Perchance To Dream ...
Can't sleep, monkey dreams
plaguing me: swinging vines and
hooting in my mind.
I can't sleep either
because I am still at work.
Man keeping me down.
One A M: have to
get up early, but drifting
instead, drunk abed ...
Counting the monkeys
when he should be counting sheep
rest now, walrus friend.
But sleep comes to those
Who make friends with simians
Go spank your monkey
I would just like to let everyone know that I bought the sleeping bag pictured above for my niece last Christmas. It's as cool as it looks.
The tail rocks.
Posted by: ColdChef at September 5, 2002 11:55 PMMefi answers pings
but doesn't serve up pages.
Terrorists have won.
Crash, it's good to know
That the blue is truly dark
and not just for me.
Also - "niece", huh? Sure.
Deep inside the chef's closet
Monkey bag is there.
I hope that tonight
the wife is interested
in the "monkey-bag".
unclaimed, disowned bag
Chef's monkey; neice is a ruse,
We can spot the truth.
Sleep ambushed me, then.
Missed Chefs cute bag escaping
from its cold closet.
Now the booze is gone,
leaving me with aching head:
too tired for spanking.
Sleep ambushed me, then.
Missed Chefs cute bag escaping
from its cold closet.
Now the booze is gone,
leaving me with aching head:
too tired for spanking.
Damn the double post,
sod the server error and
bugger the bandwidth ...
stark photo above
leaves out most important fact:
it's a chimp backpack
the lips can unzip
the bag is stuffed inside mouth
bag zips with a smile