Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
What Do You Call a Circle of...
Skeletons? Bonehenge.
Witch's hats? Conehenge.
Banks? Loanhenge.
Pastries? Sconehenge.
Hags? Cronehenge.
Ghosts? Moanhenge.
Punsters? Groanhenge.
New Agers? Tonehenge.
Gangsters? Caponehenge.
Sharpeners? Honehenge.
Burning maidens? Joanhenge.
Cellulars? Phonehenge.
Cornbreads? Ponehenge.
Red Horses? Roanhenge.
Athletes? Zonehenge.
Replicants? Clonehenge.
Scapegoats? Atonehenge.
Locovores? Homegrownhenge.
Ceremonial magicians? Intonehenge.
Pizzas? Calzonehenge.
Kings? Thronehenge.
Brass? Trombonehenge.
Unmanned planes? Dronehenge.
Dictators? Perónhenge.
Powers? Tyronehenge.
Perfumes? Colognehenge.
Studs? Stallonehenge.
Procrastinators? Postponehenge.
Putos? Maricónhenge.
Cartoon: Warren Miller
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