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THINK DENK HAS MOVED
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15 comments:
I have a whole bag of Cheetos on the counter. Perhaps you should mail me your one that is so forlorn, so it won't feel lonely anymore.
Are unclean floors and liling plates in the sink considered chic after a certain age? (ie college)
The Recipe:
In a large saucepan, bring 3 cups of water and 3 cloves of garlic (cut in half) to a boil. Turn off the heat when the water boils, and add 1/2 cup of honey and 1/2 cup of fresh lemon juice. Strain. Sip 1/2 cup, warm, three times a day. Refrigerate extra to use the next day.
The Catch:
This tea can be an anti-aphrodisiac. With garlic as the primary ingredient, your health may improve, but your breath will be intimidating
I'd eat it. Quick! If someone steps on it, there is definitely staining potential.
PS - Piano Virtuoso Jeremy Denk is performing with the KC Symphony next year and I have a subscription!
That sounds like the beginning of a great haiku.
To this (different) "Anonym" garlic IS an aphrodisiac!!
emily,
you seem to be closest to discerning the idea ... an exercise in concision ... to distill think denk into one sentence if possible ...
jeremy
haiku? maybe.... but I kinda thought you also had the makings of a pretty decent dirty limerick there...
so - did you pickitup???? the suspense is killing me...
One of your most profound sentences.
Possibly your most profound post.
that was so .. PROFOUND!!! :P hugs
Okay, gotcha. Just reassure your fair readers that the wee, lone Cheeto is not an autobiographical metaphor. Otherwise we may have to schedule an intervention.
A lone Cheeto sits on my floor, forlorn,
child of dairy byproduct and corn;
With mustard and french onion dip to adorn?
Or to smush neath my shoe in cheddar-baked scorn?
Cheetos are so genetically similar that they might as well be clones. This is why they are in such danger of extinction. Also, one ought not eat one while wearing white, the orange coloring stains. If the thing has been on the floor more than 5 seconds, one ought not eat it at all. I recommend a dust buster.
Foodless Snack in repose.
Crunchy,Yellow,Salt,Ennui
Practice, Practice, Practice
very "faulkner", as in "my mother is a fish"
WooW =)
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