Friday, August 22, 2008

French Fries: A Run On Sentence

The aftermath of Simon's unsightly barrage of formidable vituperation only left Lenny, Simon's loathly brother-in-law, with a lackluster and rather lethargic apathy, while on the other hand, it left Remmy, Simon's other, though no less loathly brother-in-law, utterly recalcitrant, who then decided to return the favor, not with his own invective opprobrium, but rather with a culinary assault of launching bushels of scorching-hot french fries from his Medieval catapult atop Simon's newly renovated house, which by the way, was only serving to perpetuate the ongoing gentrification in this particular neighborhood, which up until the late 90s was self-consciously opposed to any social trajectories deviating from traditional, historical categories, but unfortunately, after the congressional "push" in 2002, surrendered its priorities to the state's, which corresponds with what Hobbes wrote when he wrote, "When congress pushes; push back."

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