marox_pass_the_ketchup kingsuperspecial rabbit stew and heinz 57 loafers au gratin last week's waffels and hot tartar garlic salt eye drops teenie pubs creame egg "wrap your lips around that" :: piecing noises come from heaven, forcing monkeys back into the trees :: 010721 ... pastes uncle! maylay wakes up covered in the terrestial gaze of a tomato elf. nabiscus crushes it with a lithium boot stolen from the Quivry and they celebrate, like monks, at the basin of copello's onyx flats, in the middle of their simultaneous nightmare. and towards the end of it, maylay peels back his forehead, where the concierto erupts in the form of a lemon, a bouncing lemon, that bursts out of the head to his feet. nabiscus crushes the lemon with his lithium boot and they drink lemonade like kings. 010721 what's it to you? who go blather from