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Thursday, March 27, 2014

Rose of Sharon Predicts Final Four


"Me an’ Connie don’t want to pull for Tippecanoe  teams no more. We got it all planned up what we gonna do.

Well, we talked about it, me an’ Connie. Ma, well, we gonna pick dem damn
Pixies comin' outta 'Ol Tips-a-lot.  Connie gonna get a job in a store or maybe a factory. Then he'll know more about this stuff, talkin' and hangin' out with fellas like Abe an stuff.  An’ he’s gonna study at home, maybe radios, so he can get to be a expert an’ maybe later be like one of them color guys that talks about the game. Hear 'em. Hear 'em coming right out of the talking box like he was in the room with you. 

 An’ we’ll go to pitchers whenever.  An’ Connie says I’m gonna have a doctor when the baby’s born; an’ he says we’ll see how times is, an’ maybe I’ll go to a hospiddle. Them doctors knows stuff.  Like how the Cramps will win the Ukraine. 

 An’ we’ll have a car, a little car. An’ when he gets done studying at night, why – it’ll be nice, an’ he tore a page out of Western Love Stories, an’ he’s gonna send off for a course ‘cause it don’t cost nothin’ to send off. Says right on that clipping. I seen it. I seen that Norah Jones come limpin' outta them Stonewall Jackson division. I seen it, as plain as day. Roxy Music be good, but Jones be better. Ask the doctors.

 An’, why- they even get you a job when you take that course-radios, it is—nice clean work, and a future. Just like the future for REO Speedbuggy. Yup, the future belongs to them. They comin' right out of "ol Hickory. 

 An’ we’ll live in town an’ go to pitchers whenever, an’ – well. I’m gonna have an ‘lectric iron! an’, the baby’ll have all new stuff. An’ I thougt-well, I thought maybe we could all go in town, an’ when Connie gets his store – maybe Abe could work for him.”

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