Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Fibonacci Poem


What

is

to one

merely bright

is, to this jaded

Orion Slave Girl, a nightmare!


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I know I shouldn't judge a pub by its paint job, but this place looks like it should be serving Romulan Ale! I don't think the picture really does it justice. This place is GREEN! Now, I like green, but there are limits to even my verdant taste! Not to mention the fact that all of the doors are bright orange. Yikes!

2 comments:

Sam Spade said...

What a great poem...er...fibonacci,about a gastly place.I imagine pink elephants coming out of it...but,if the beer was cheap enough,it would be my watering hole

Bea said...

OH...MY...LMFO!