Dig grandma's afghan.
It's pretty fuckin' trippy.
The pattern formed by the woven yarn
Makes me think of leprechauns
Performing experimental surgery on the Invisible Man.
And it always freaks me out
How grandma doesn't seem to have a neck.
Dude, like, doesn't that make you think of the Penguin on Batman Returns?
Yeah, so, um...
The afghan is pretty groovy.
Especially how it looks like it's breathing
And snatching houseflies out of the air with its tongue,
Kinda like some freaky-ass bullfrog.
Sometimes it even seems like the afghan is speaking to me.
I tell it to fuck off,
But it just starts sucking me and everything else in the room into it
As though it was a black hole in some dark corner of the universe.
I think that it is going to transport me to some alternate dimension
But, instead, I wind up on the stage of the Audubon Ballroom without any pants on.
Holy shit, dude, this afghan is pretty messed up!
That's the last time I drop acid and listen to Jefferson Airplane while visiting grandma!