Rock, out

Rock on, Frank.

Yes, it’s still Zappadan, in case you were wondering.

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8 Responses to “Rock, out”

  1. Dale Says:

    If you are a rock, I am an island.

  2. Shawn Says:

    At one time, all of us rocks were just hanging out, rolling with the flow. You know man, just being cool.. And then there is this big anti-energy thing from the east. A monstrous blast like a nuclear explosion that sent all of us rocks high into the air flailing and spinning higher and higher. But then the blast lost it’s energy, like a light bulb flickering and sputtering it’s last illumination. And us rocks began to fall. Faster and faster we came down. Some of us landed in far off locations, blown by the confusing winds. But a majority of us fell upon a single area. We descended with increasing speed upon the blast source. Faster and faster with no terminal velocity we fell until we knew that there would not be another ejaculation of negative vibes. Nothing would be messing up our rolling, man. We were rocks.

  3. khal spencer Says:

    Getting back to that picture.

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