Maureen Thorson's Head
You asked for it, you got it.
posted by RL @ 8:11 PM
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3 Comments:
MMMMMMMMMMMM! Newcastle
The fact that people are asking for my head suggests they mean to lop it off, which is a somewhat uncomfortable proposition. Alack.
Also, I have been learning many people's opinions on the subject of Newcastle at the Burlesque Poetry Hour. I have been called "hardcore" on account of drinking it. I have also been accused of giving in to wanton Yuppie materialism. So, as you can see, there are divergent views on this very important issue.
It was me that called for your head. I recognized your torso and was concerned about their separation, is all. So this shot puts my fears to rest, tho now it just makes me focus on my envy re: that tee shirt.
And I have never seen you drink a Newscastle EVER. This photo must be doctored.
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