It was not an attempt that many would call successful, per se.
Although Mistah Shlekah does seem partial to this sort of thing
|and me without my hallucinogens.
|The Land of Purple Sand!
|What? There isn't a cartwheel rule in your game of frisbee? You are doing it wrong.
|Speaking of doing it wrong...
|let's stick to our God-given talents
|Could you ever throw so gracefully?
|So confident and poised?
|Ah, but the disc eludes
She thought she'd give the camera a whirl while I took over her frisbee station
|How much fun would we have on a purple beach?
|And of the standing still moments
|Pretty girl. Cute boy.
|I don't know where she gets it.
Goodnight, purple sand.