Phoenicopterus Ruber
Posted by Esteban
Things had been quiet — too quiet, Sable and I agreed. All week, the streets of Little Philadelphia had been lifeless. Once, I’d approached a stranger, but she’d darted into the night. Where was everybody? I’d seen a late model caddy rolling through the streets, its tinted windows obscuring its secrets. Was foul play afoot?
We discussed all of this as Sable erected a new building in the northeast part of town — or, rather, erected a few, then tore them down. Nothing seemed to be working. I tried to be supportive.
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him: an ominous presence, silently watching us. He hadn’t shown on my radar; was he real? His gaze seemed mocking, as if he held the answers to all our questions — and many beyond — but never would reveal them. His pearly beak was worldless.
A shiver went up my spine. “Let’s take a break,” I suggested.
We found Diane on a rooftop, and things seemed normal again. Jupiter showed. One thing led to another, and suddenly he was on fire!
Lol, that was one of the funniest things I’ve seen in a long time. It just goes to show you: all you need is a few friends yukking it up on a hot summer night and all seems right with the world.
Right?
I was born in this town, live here my whole life
Probably come to die in this town, live here my whole life
Never anything to do in this town, live here my whole life
Never anything to do in this town, live here my whole life
Probably learn to die in this town, live here my whole life
Nothing to do, sit around at home
Sit around at home, stare at the walls
Stare at each other and wait till we die
Stare at each other and wait till we die
Probably come to die in this town, live here my whole life
There’s Kerosene around, something to do
There’s Kerosene around, she’s something to do
There’s Kerosene around, she’s something to do
There’s Kerosene around, we’ll find something to do
Kerosene around, she’s something to do
Kerosene around, set me on fire
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire
Kerosene around, something to do
There’s Kerosene around, find something to do
There’s Kerosene around, find something to do
Kerosene around, find something to do
Kerosene around, she’s something to do
Kerosene around, set me on fire
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire
Kerosene around, she’s something to do
Kerosene around, now what do we do?
Jumped Kerosene, now what do we do?
Jumped Kerosene, now what do we do?
Kerosene around, nothing to do
Jumped Kerosene, now what do we do?
Never anything to do in this town
Never anything but jump Kerosene
Never anything to do in this town
Never anything
Jump Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire, Kerosene
Set me on fire
- Big Black, “Kerosene”
Over on the right side of the screen,
in the Jupiter-on-fire photo.
I never knew you had such a
beautiful curser.
I daresay he’s typing too?
I believe the appropriate place for complimenting a curser is here!
I do believe Jupiter chose an appropriate last name, at least.
“All week, the streets of Little Philadelphia had been lifeless.” – - Still think it’s a coincidence Mr Flamingo shows up during that same time period?