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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 3645 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention the sad end of the albino lounge moth JJ Webb (beau blue) The albino lounge moth kept running into bright orange and mostly blue signposts (painted by pigmy giants who'd left leatherette barstools spinning in a dervish hurry; left quart cans of latex open to the air). And every time he lit on one wet pigment mottled his wings 'til he looked like a jazz-crazed bumble-bee and the danger at each warning seemed less real and less weighty, each splash of color dismissed another care. When strangely, to his surprise, the paint can lid he staggered onto - wouldn't let him go. |
