Tuesday, April 03, 2007

much randomness intact.

sitting in boring classes, jerome (who has left the class) and i used to do random things such as chain drawings and chain stories. so today during lit lecture, i decided to start another chain story. it basically goes like this, i write a sentence, and pass it to jerome, he continues, and it goes back and forth. halfway through, sianying was included. much of today's involves snippets from the lecture on modernist poetry and random insertions of poetry lines, so it'd be normal if you didn't understand it.

basically it goes like this (me, jerome, sianying) :

One fine day, Pikachu decided to go hiking. Along the way, he felt an urgent need to stress the aristocracy of the avant-garde, the cutting edge literary class. He believed that we should not write about hormonally charged young things prancing around rose gardens expressing their candles between another's thighs; instead, they should shift into the cutting edge of technique and thought, hiding anything in artist-only formats that needed intellectuals to explain what the lick and suck of the salt and sand really reflected the charismatic guy that was EZRA POUND. Pikachu exclaimed, "I have brought the great ball of crystal; who can lift it?" Then Chip and Dale leapt out of their leafy haven, asking, "ACORN, WHO SAID ACORN?!?!" Nobody knew. Nobody had. Chip and Dale were carted off for treatment--hallucinations, after all, were a sign of severe psychosis. Still, the clam shells between Nigeria and Carai were truly long legged who presumed a world taken for granted on which the cricket farts. "Come back!" they whined. Wanting nothing more but forward-thinking men, but in the end, it all got too complicated for people, so they had a disco dance-off instead. Thankfully, the insanity was stopped by Pikachu pointing into the horizon at a man staggering through the lush greenery, he muttered monotonously, "Here is someone dying."
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on a more random note, tzungsiang loves TEH BING.

Posted by STINKY @ 8:46 PM