By W. R. Jones
This painting gives me the impression of an illustration for a children’s fable. “Little Children Who Lie About Eating The Candy Turn Into Pumpkins”. So that would be me and my friends there in the field. The big one in the foreground is me.
A remark I heard on the news – “New hope for older women who want children.” So I’m thinking they have developed a new drug that makes women come to their senses.
Another line I heard on TV – “Love is what makes a Subaru a Subaru”. Are you shitting me? Does this work? Does this trigger a buying impulse? Can these shitbirds say just anything that pops into their mind and the lemmings will toodle on down to the car dealer?
Does this line appeal to young men? They connect the word love with the word laid and visualise themselves driving down the street slowly with sunglasses and their arm out the window. “Hey baby, like my new ride? Hop in.” “Is that your car or you mom’s?” “Mine, all mine – it is a love car.” “Thanks anyway, I’ll walk. It is only 12 more miles and it isn’t snowing that hard.”
There should be a law that would allow you to hit someone who spews such disconnected nonsense in the head with a hammer.
Oh ya, I know what you are thinking, but I will be wearing a helmet.