Tough crowd. The bartender looks to the left of his prematurely adolescent audience and gives another crack at one of his countless bar-room jokes. To no avail. The crowd isn't pleased. Nor even the slightest bit amused. The bartender eyes the paying customers, making a mental note of their every gesture, a soft whiff of inability. Return to silence. The madness. The rotoscoping darkness. Only there does he see the point of it all.
Only then does he see the masterful surprise.
"Given the concept of stage, man meets evolution." - The Chronicles Of The Masterful Surprise.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
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