In decision to obey all vows made to my great friend The Face I have decided to further explore the process of this blog. (Note to you: My wording and grammar doesn;t always make sense).
On this beautiful evening for a blog post I have decided to present you with an excerpt from Calvin and Hobbes, a poem by Calvin, from the book, Something Under the Bed Is Drooling.
On this beautiful evening for a blog post I have decided to present you with an excerpt from Calvin and Hobbes, a poem by Calvin, from the book, Something Under the Bed Is Drooling.
"A Quandary"
Mom once said she loved me / Just the way I am So I wonder what would happen / If I became a clam / If her son was gray and grimy / Slippery and slimy / An oversized hors d'oeuvre / Would mom still have the nerve?
That is all
- Xavier
