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!