So I'm happy to report that we've been, as the title suggests, living large and easy. Many a couch and two a floor have been baptized in the "Money-butter," my name for the aura of smells and flavors that enshroud my body and all times.
I have taken on the nickname "Butterball" for a maneuver I have been using on Peri quite often of late. When I am enraged by one of Peri's snide remarks, or simply as a means of passing the time I will exclaim, "Butterball!" and proceed to bear down and lunge forth, Ram-style, using my greasy mop-top to administer generous qualities of Money-butter to Peri's clothing.
In other news, we have played some rockin' shows. For instance, the other night in Boston we completely destroyed the crowd with our lazer-beam of sound. We annihilated them so completely that they begged for more at the end. It was a monstrous display of power.
I spent my Boston days pretending I was a stray dog, wandering the streets, and occasionally offering up my saxophone skills in exchange for the disdain-drenched dollars of the passers-by. Apparently a man was killed in the street the same day of my wanderings. Who knows, perhaps my irrational practice of walking in circles spared me from a horrific fate!
For now my belly is full of eggs, potatoes, veggie-sausage, coffee, and half a bagel with Tofutti cream cheese-spread-product. For now I am content.
Farewell good people of earth and beyond.
Until next time!
Signing off,
Seriously, see you guys later,
"iPod" Mike "Butterball" "Money" Moynihan
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