Friday, September 11, 2009

Gimme that Whole 'Lotta Cheese Award

Do not ask me to apologize for this smile. It spreads across my face because today I am alive. Accuse it of chemical origins if you must, condemn it as a youth wasted and a body spoiled, but do not expect me to listen. Do not frown because I smile. Look at my smile. Live in my smile.

Do not ask me to stop dancing. Do not dance with me, I dance by myself. Wiggle your legs, left then right, dance by yourself, don't step on my floor, please. Now come and dance with me and bump and grind but don't ever turn around. You must face your fellow dancers. It is a sign of respect.

Do not ask me to sing quieter. I can't sing well so I have to sing loud. And you have to listen. Peak your ears and devote every inch of your attention to my song. Hear the profundity? Recognize the tinge of worldly knowledge? Do not request karaoke, listen to my verses and open your ears to the brilliance.

Do not ask me my name. Do not think you can know me. Do not think you can be my friend. Do not knock on my door. Do not make a joke. Do not look me in the eye. Do not ignore me. Do not love me. Do not hate me. Do not restrain me. Do not expose me. Do not expect too much. Do not clap in response. Don't.

or youll have this guy to answer to

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