January 16, 2003
walnut slant
Sun Ra: Do you want to speak, too? Everyone wants to speak.
Tova: Sure
Sun Ra: Cool.
Sun Ra: So. Uhh… Walnut.
Tova: Small put
Sun Ra: quell soot.
Tova: Mail poot
Sun Ra: Chainmail moot.
Tova: Mammal prude
Sun Ra: Crude Manimal.
Tova: Lewd Samurai
Sun Ra: Lawn Sprinkler Eye
Tova: Pawn trinkling sky
Sun Ra: Prawn sinking by and by.
Tova: Clown blinking, cry cry cry
Sun Ra: Round inkling: octopi, pi, pi.
Tova: Sound crinkling: sigh, lie and try
Sun Ra: Crowned kindling
Tova: Cow dumplings
Sun Ra: Thou lump things?
Tova: Tower pump kings
Sun Ra: Glowering pumpkins.
Tova: Empowering chunky chins
Sun Ra: Emperor Spunky Shins
Tova: Heh, I like that one
Sun Ra: hehe
Tova: Pimping Clunky Tins
Sun Ra: Ha!
Sun Ra: Crimping lanky twins.
Tova: Slippery cranky limbs
Sun Ra: Flippery skanky whims
Tova: Nipples bank criminals
Sun Ra: Triple swank cripples
Tova: Lip tank chips
Tova: Mine are starting to suck
Sun Ra: You just need to focus… by not focusing.
Tova: Indeed
Tova: I am definitely distracted
Sun Ra: Mine Lars Cuttings in lieu of the fuck.
Tova: Pine bars shutting two woodchucks
Sun Ra: ooooh…
Sun Ra: Line stars with a few good lucks.
Tova: That’s the winner
Tova: Thank you ladies and gentlemen and goodnight
Sun Ra: whee!