No good will come of hybridisation events between body-painted Mickey Mouse cos-players and hard-up-for-spare-parts cyborgs. Quite apart from the squick factor entailed in ménages-à-trois when one partner is a giant banana slug.
Will no-one think of the children?
... I have no idea what is going on with the images below. Perhaps they are illustrations from "Trumpet Voluntary", an unpublished J.G. Ballard novel in which people turn into the brass section of an orchestra.
"Is it out on You-Tuba?" Another Kiwi vouchsafed.
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
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See, the 4th is here. They are going to play bridge.
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Will no-one think of the children?
They are thinking of the sluglings.
Hybrids for Hybrothrs?
That last pic? The one dude is wearing a gas mask - clearly someone let out a huge stinky fart and everyone ran away leaving their vuvuzelas hanging in space. If it were me, I would call the piece Jonah at the World Cup.
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