September 11, 2006

  • mmmph.

    A Dream Deferred

    by Langston Hughes

    What happens to a dream deferred?

    Does it dry up
    like a raisin in the sun?
    Or fester like a sore–
    And then run?
    Does it stink like rotten meat?
    Or crust and sugar over–
    like a syrupy sweet?

    Maybe it just sags
    like a heavy load.

    Or does it explode?

    Ren and Stimpy, Happy Happy, Joy Joy (fragment)

    sung by Stinky Wizzleteats–

    Aw, the little critters of nature, they don’t know that they’re ugly…
    That’s very funny, a fly marrying a bumblebee…
    I TOLD YOU I’D SHOOT BUT YOU DIDN’T BELIEVE ME!!
    WHY DIDN’T YOU BELIEVE ME?!