I'd like an entendre. And make it a double.
Brutalism, thank you for five wonderful years of conversations about the joys of sheer concrete walls, the architecture of my high school gymnasium, and fecal foreplay.
Awww, Dilettard...the fecal foreplay conversation was my pleasure.
Not my pleasure, unfortunately.
Mazel tov, Brutalism.
Ooh Ooh! Who could you have to represent 5 at a birthday bash? Sylvester Stallone (rocky V), nomar garciaparra? half of bo derek?
I figure I'll just drink a fifth and call it a day. Or plead the fifth. Or jump in the wayback machine and have the Jackson 5 representin
watch the fifth element? drive down highway 5?...all while drinking a fifth of course.
Or, for the more budget-conscious(there's a recession on, you know) have a reading from "Slaughterhouse Five", which is about neither a slaughterhouse nor five of anything. Discuss.
But it's one f'ed up book. And I bet Vonnegut would've dug Brutalism (both the blog and the architectural style).Props on the frugality in these hard times.
Happy birthday! When's the party? I want cake.
You don't look a day over 4, Brutalism. Your barbs and quips still hang quite nicely.Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday, Brutalism. :)
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