you’re the tin whistle in my box of cracker jack’s

actually, you’re that whistle if another kid found you in a box of cracker jack’s, was so happy to have you, but then i beat him up and took it and we both made him self conscious through ruthless teasing.

you’re more like a carjacking in progress as the thief is slipping the slimjim between the window and the door casing

or indeed like a rocket launch delayed because of rain, but it means the astronauts all get to fuck their wives one last time

or a bubblegum factory in yugoslavia that has undergone postwar renovation to bec…nevermind

this is getting out of hand

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