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Saturday, May 27, 2023

sad ukelele


by bofa xesjum




a young man walked down a groundbreaking street.

he considered himself an underdog in the game of freedom.

he had a friend named tony whom he decided to call on.

but tony was not that easy to find, especially in such meaningless times as these.

so he decided to look up lance instead.

lance was one of those people who is easy to find, because they are always hanging around.

the young man came right to the point.

excuse me, what is the young man’s name?

i don’t know what it is now, but at the time and place i am describing it was al rogers.

that is a pretty common name.

it was meant to be.

so what did al have to say to lance when he finally tracked him down?

he didn’t have to track him down, lance was always hanging around and available.

so what did he ask him when he came right to the point?

he asked him if he had seen percival p particular?

that’s a funny name.

it is supposed to be.

except that it isn’t.

isn’t what?

particularly funny.

get back to the point. had lance seen percival p not so funny?

he strenuously denied it.

oh, he did, did he? and what else did he have to say?

he accused poor al rogers of being an agent of the deep state.

wow! and what did al say to that?

he laughed and said that there was no deep state, and that lance should get offline and get out more. or stop watching youtube and watch old fashioned cable and network televison.

and what did lance say then?

he did not say anything, he started playing his ukelele and singing a sad love song

that is what they all do, don’t they, when they are confronted with the truth?



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