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LUDIC LOG

05.10.2003

"Well, Karl," I said, accompanying the presidential advisor into the patchouli-funked head shop, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between Rove and Haight."


"Well, Mustafa," I said, helping him shovel the scorching desert sands onto the towering corpse of the deceased djinn, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between maggots and genies."


"Well, Pinky," I said, waving her dismissively out the back entrance to the decaying third-floor strip club, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between mammaries and the stairs."


"Well, Bill," I said, ejecting Shane from the VCR and inserting Volume 1 of 'The Collected Films of the Bowery Boys', "you know what they say: it's a thin line between Heflin and Hall."


"Well, Moonchild," I said, discarding the hippie's inedible food and opening the takeout I'd gotten at the Greek Freek, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between the gyro and the groat."


"Well, August," I said, taking Piano Music Vol. 2 out of the CD player and replacing it with Lasso from El Paso, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between Satie and Friedman."


"Well, Rusty," I said, pulling my 'Property of Lincoln High Athletic Department' shirt on over my head as I rushed from the curb to the basketball courts, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between gym and bus."


"Well, Dr. Davis," I said, rubbing my jaw in pain as I looked up into the blinding overhead light, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between tooth and friction."


"Well, Slothar the Orc-Tosser," I said, clutching my holy symbol to my chest as we slogged through the murky swamp, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between brack and wight."


"Well, Professor," I said, handing him the paper I'd written comparing the radical revolutionary's guerilla techniques to the unsettling work of the German artist, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between Minh and Beuys."


"Well, Koko," I said, wiping the drool of banana mush off the mighty silverback's chin, "you know what they say: it's a thin line between jaw and ape."


"Well, homes," I said, consoling him after his brutal defeat in the freestyle battle rap competition, "you know what they say: it's a thin line betwen Lif and def."

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