A is for A-Bone Book
Here you go: a whole lotta words about words, poorly written and nonsensical. Most of what’s here I just stumbled across along the way after many years of hanging out at racetracks, scrap yards and garage crawling, flipping though old magazines and reading truck stop bathroom graffiti. Everything is probably misheard or misremembered or misunderstood anyway, I don’t claim to be the sharpest bulb in the fridge. This is all kind of an exercise in silliness, so don’t take any of it too seriously.
Buy the book, have a laugh.
Here you go: a whole lotta words about words, poorly written and nonsensical. Most of what’s here I just stumbled across along the way after many years of hanging out at racetracks, scrap yards and garage crawling, flipping though old magazines and reading truck stop bathroom graffiti. Everything is probably misheard or misremembered or misunderstood anyway, I don’t claim to be the sharpest bulb in the fridge. This is all kind of an exercise in silliness, so don’t take any of it too seriously.
Buy the book, have a laugh.
Here you go: a whole lotta words about words, poorly written and nonsensical. Most of what’s here I just stumbled across along the way after many years of hanging out at racetracks, scrap yards and garage crawling, flipping though old magazines and reading truck stop bathroom graffiti. Everything is probably misheard or misremembered or misunderstood anyway, I don’t claim to be the sharpest bulb in the fridge. This is all kind of an exercise in silliness, so don’t take any of it too seriously.
Buy the book, have a laugh.
68 pages of wackiness. Autographed for posterity. A sticker thrown in for grins.