Post by 23skidoo on Sept 22, 2007 7:25:59 GMT -5
H.o.l.l.o.m.s.t.o.w.n....an unassuming name for a suburb, not neccessarily going to make the top destination of any 'Rough Guide to Malton' edition, but a revelation none the less.
After the usual bout of...
'can you say something for the C4NT?'
'anything?'
'it'll make you famous...people care'
'Ron will sleep with you...'
'Owwch, that was really sore'
I discovered a little gem in Elvis Impersonator. Not only did this guy have the chat, he also had the voice, the hips and an appetite for fried banana sandwiches. If you think a generator will attract a zombie horde wait and see what wafts of pig fat and frazzled banana will do to them.
So a big thank you to the King of the Jumpsuits, it's a little flashy for this dirty ole town but thats why we love him. Also, if your listening out there Mr Presley, you can drop the impersonater bit - you're the real deal! I was there in vegas back in 69, it's you all right, you cant shit a shitter!
Shortly after our chat and with a couple of ballads still resonating in my ears, I left the building and headed North. Scarletwood was in trouble, and where theres terror and fear theres usually a good tale to be told.
I'm holed up in a cosy little spot with a wandering minstrel and a cross dressing transvestite - it's complex, I'll try and get to the bottom of that one later.
So keep praying for us viewers, from your living rooms and dens, keep sparing a thought for the brave and the dirty of Malton....and the King!
After the usual bout of...
'can you say something for the C4NT?'
'anything?'
'it'll make you famous...people care'
'Ron will sleep with you...'
'Owwch, that was really sore'
I discovered a little gem in Elvis Impersonator. Not only did this guy have the chat, he also had the voice, the hips and an appetite for fried banana sandwiches. If you think a generator will attract a zombie horde wait and see what wafts of pig fat and frazzled banana will do to them.
So a big thank you to the King of the Jumpsuits, it's a little flashy for this dirty ole town but thats why we love him. Also, if your listening out there Mr Presley, you can drop the impersonater bit - you're the real deal! I was there in vegas back in 69, it's you all right, you cant shit a shitter!
Shortly after our chat and with a couple of ballads still resonating in my ears, I left the building and headed North. Scarletwood was in trouble, and where theres terror and fear theres usually a good tale to be told.
I'm holed up in a cosy little spot with a wandering minstrel and a cross dressing transvestite - it's complex, I'll try and get to the bottom of that one later.
So keep praying for us viewers, from your living rooms and dens, keep sparing a thought for the brave and the dirty of Malton....and the King!