Sunday, February 08, 2004

My Latest Scheme for Self-Employment

Introducing:

Slam-o-Grams
"...for those not lucky enough to be dating a poet." (-- my girlfriend's idea, that slogan. Har har.)

Featuring...

    Sinister performance poetry brought to your door to make your loved one's special day unforgettable.

Optional Features include...

    A silent film in the background (i.e. a war documentary, or a Charlie Chaplin movie)

    A conga drummer

    Freestyling on the topic of your choice from our menu:
    -- homelessness
    -- methamphetamine addiction
    -- public transport
    -- codependency
    -- sexual exploitation
    -- high school reunions

    Have a Slam-o-riffic Day!

Please don't confuse my services with the valuable but VERY DIFFERENT Giantess Adrena's Slam-o-grams...


    ...where she wrestles the birthday boy (or girl) to the ground. [Says Adrena,] “I’m all dressed up in my wrestling suit. I turn my music on, grab the guy and belly bop him and I stuff his face in my boobs and I slam him with my pelvic pile-driver and knocker locker and then I put him on the floor and slam him. The finale is that I put them on the ground and sit on them and I spank their butt. I sit on their face, forwards or backwards. Then I put them in a headlock and hand the whip to their significant other.”

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