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eight hundred pounds and growing

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we talk about the weather
but not gorillas
we talk about everything
else on our cluttered 
business minding shelves
except for gorillas
oh it's never about  gorillas

tap dancing
spandex wearing
flame baton throwing
parade float riding
electric
gorillas
never you mind those gorillas


Rene ~ July 2011


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  1. What gorillas?

    So anyway, nice weather we're having...

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  2. just cause i got hair on my back, does that mean i should not wear spandex...and if i did no one would talk about it? smiles.

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  3. keep twirlin' them batons Brian
    no one will notice the spandex
    til it catches fire... :)

    maybe
    but no one'll mention it

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  4. no gorillas here FB
    no gorillas at all :)

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  5. Rene--1) Please tell Brian to burn the spandex. It's better to burn them in his firepit than to have them set on fire while he's still wearing them.

    2) I loved your poem. And the photo you included reminded me, again, how close cousins we are to the gorillas.

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  6. Oh yeah... I think I remember now... but what... gorillas?

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  7. We have gorillas like other people have mice. We try not to notice them. Lovely poem!

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  8. I love this light and clever twist on the prompt... and the gorillas- oh, my!

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  9. lol....This freaked me out - I knew a bloke the double of him......can't quite remember the name, though....

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  10. How right you are. The chairs are all broken, the floors are caving in ... shh, don't mention it.

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  11. Why gorillas and not chimpanzees?
    and
    what about snow leopards

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  12. Gorillas are what we're avoiding here...we can prattle on about chimps and speak unceasingly of snow leopards.

    Just hesh up about the gorillas.

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  13. In the moment I can take this to my cause du jour that I am utterly p.o.d at the grown men and women of OSP for their behavior in stepping all over the other members of the team, hijacking the memes and features to their own ends. That's a very f'ing big gorilla in the living room for me!

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  14. Use my photo again without permission and I will sue!

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  15. what photo?
    I see no photo...

    In the words of Schultz ( from Hogan's Heroes)
    I see nothing...

    Thank you for coming by, Stafford :)

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  16. yikes, jen!
    sorry to get you all revved up
    here's hoping all works out well

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  17. "we talk about everything
    else on our cluttered
    business minding shelves"

    Enjoyed the flow and voice in this piece. The gorilla as stand in for the elephant, perfect!

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  18. No one talks about the gorillas unti the intervention.

    Then that's ALL they talk about.

    I love how playful this piece is, Renee. :-)

    Pearl

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  19. The only emperor is the emperor of gorillas.

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  20. The perfect distraction from that scary old mask ... I love gorillas!!

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  21. It's because he's unclothed. The gorilla emperor. An inspired take on the prompt!

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  22. I wonder how many gorillas are disguised by human suits?

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