Sunday, April 19, 2009

Come with me...to the sea

I reckon that the Beckoner, with his outstretched ectoplasmic hands, is beckoning you to dive into his story. With his windswept hair and scruffy good looks he's a dreamy dude, yes? Except for that part about being a ghost. A lonely ghost. He'll do everything to convince you to stay with him, to become him. So just lalala away his earnest entreaties, and satisfy your romantic seaside cravings by 
                                                      listening to this instead.

6 comments:

Steve said...

is he holding an invisible sandwich or is that just the sea?

beth said...

How'd you know? It's the new five dollar footlong from Subway with crunchy barnacles and a shmear of ectoplasm.

Adorabibble said...

hey you have won an award...

http://adorabibble-robotnine.blogspot.com/2009/04/cool-i-got-nice-blogger-award-thank-you_21.html


go there to get it

HA!!!

beth said...

Thanks, Bib!!!

john said...

Do it Tom!!!!!1

beth said...

Tom waits for no one. 'cept you, john :)