mr.mincemeat@syteka.UUCP (mr.mincemeat) (03/08/84)
o me droogies...
The other day, after going to Sears to purchase some
shovels and rakes et al., I wandered out into the
main body of the suburban shopping mall to which the
searing source of implementi destructibus is attached;
It (Vallco, if you are a bay aryan) is the most
hideously banal suburban mall shapeless colorless odorless
monstrosity I have ever been lost in, but the worst, most
incredibly awful part was the muzak version of Creedence's
'Up around the bend'; When I was a little mincemeat,
(long, long ago, before 1977) This song was one of the
Songs; The guitar still makes my bones wobble.....
I always was a sucker for utopian fantasies. Anyway, there
was THAT RIFF gooped out by the Seconal Strings Orchestra,
and it was LOUD and I was LOST and I couldn't get away
from it! You nearly lost your mincemeat, fans... It was
all I could do to get away with only one pair of polyester
designer jeans and a smurf doll set... Now I realize why
the middle class is such a characterless swamp; It's
hanging around in that maelstrom of slerrm. Muzak eat
minds. In future, if I go to a shopping mall I
bring my earplugs.
mr.mincemeat
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