THINGS SMITH TELLS ME LATELY
I too went thru the test transportation devices. After Vincent Price, but before Jeff Goldbloom. Only my mistake was I took a pocket mirror. So I intercombined with images of myself and myself. That’s where my three face pictures come from. My head just blurps into triplicate from inner reflection.
“Alpha Mutant Megalomaniac!”
Yes, you called?
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It’s hard to trim my nose.
I cross my eyes
and see two of them,
and I do the wrong one.
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Wanna play with my penisauris? I try to let it out to play as often as possible.
“Is it from Pennsylvania?”
Yes, a free roaming penisaurus from Pennsylvania where the penis and the cuntalope play.
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I had two brown sports coats. The inner lining on both had worn away. So I took the linings out, turned one coat jacket inside out, then sewed them together, one inside the other. So it was the same jacket inside and out.
I was telling Joe Veccio I was gonna rob a bank in my brown jacket, and I was gonna rush outside the door, whip off my jacket, turn it inside out, and put it back on. Then the cops would run out of the bank cuz they wouldn’t recognize me, so I’d just saunter along in my identical jackets.