2004-01-10 - 11:31 a.m.
And then one day I woke up speaking in tongues, or thinking of Clay's tongue. Well, either way... MY CLAYSPEAK: Claymers = Those of us who hopped on the "train" prior to his reaching mega-stardom status. Clorphans = What our children have become. Cluv = Having an affection or admiration for Clay. Clove = Having A DEEP, UNQUENCHABLE, INSATIABLE, UNMANAGEABLE LONGING FOR THE CLAY. Disclaymer = Refusing to accept any responsibility for the chaos surrounding your life since January. Faiken = What we are doing when pretending to enjoy any activity that doesn't COMPLETELY center on Clay. Claystrophobic = What I often become in my basement computer room after not seeing the light of day... for days. Multipliclaytion = The math skill needed to calculate the fact that you are twice his age. Clayptomania = A disorder resulting in the irresistible urge to (gently) stuff Clay into a burlap sack and take him home. Claytaurus = My car, which BTW, seems to be dripping a lot of fluid lately. Compliclaytions = What happens at the hospital after suffering heart failure in the front row of a Clay concert. Baiken and Claygs = What any one of us would like to be fixin' for Clay RIGHT NOW.
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