Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
- Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
- Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.
- Open your eyes. Look up to the skies and see.But Freddie Mercury couldn't. It was dark inside his casket. His casket??!!! Awakened from his long coma, Freddie scratched desperately
- at the rotting wood which gave way easily to his claws. 'Claws? when did I grow claws?' thought Freddie. 'Brian must've had Lee press-ons put on as per my will'. Pushing his way
- out of the wooden box, Freddie stretched his long legs & sighed in relief.He would have to thank Brian later.Now which way to Wembley Stadium? He would claw his way back to stardom
- "Who wants to live forever? I do." crooned Freddie. But he only lived long enough for a concert. "It's a kind of magic" said Brian. I reverb the amplifier from my red special throu
- gh lines that I saved for bitchy break ups. Brian hit the Shasta soda. Grapefruit. That was his stilo. Freddie was still waiting for an answer. All of a sudden I got it, I looked u
- -gly, no wonder I had all these bitchy breakups. I tried to mask my ugly with "de style" and trendy soft drinks to no avail. Brian burped a grapefruit burp on Freddie. Burp on me,
- Brian, oh please oh please, burp on me! But Brian only had flatulence for Freddie. And when Freddie looked up at me through velvety eyelashes & winked, I knew I had to act pronto.
- I signaled to LL Bean J and Ed Bauer. They promptly took Freddie out back and beat the stuffing out of him. Then I smelled it. So so fragrant. Brian had love for me after all.
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- 2013-10-25 15:38:41
- Finished
- 2014-10-28 17:38:13
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