Tradition is not the worship of ashes, but the preservation of fire.—Gustav Mahler

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

The End of Civilization, Part MMVI















A dwarf Kiss tribute band. Col. Kurtz was right:

SELL THE HOUSE
SELL THE CAR
SELL THE KIDS
FIND SOMEONE ELSE
FORGET IT
I'M NEVER COMING BACK
FORGET IT

The horror. The horror.

3 comments:

Jay D. Homnick said...

Jeaned Simians.

James F. Elliott said...

It's a fact of nature that Dwarves Are Funny. I own several shirts that say so. One is a social issue shirt, exhorting us to stop midget on midget crime. The other is like a mood ring for my whole torso: It only turns blue when I'm thinking about dwarves.

I recently went to Cirque du Soleil's "Corteo." The highlight of the evening was the little person dangling from giant balloons, who was subsequently thrown into the audience and tossed around like a beach ball. Because really, what's more fun than playing "catch the little person?"

I know. I'm a horrible person.

Pastorius said...

I understand the Gene Simmons dwarf has a two-inch tongue.