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|cutlip (profile) wrote, |
on 5-7-2004 at 7:02pm
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|Jack and Jill:Went up the hill:To fetch a pail of w a t e r.
Jack fell down:And broke his crown:And Jill came tumbling a f t e r.
I wish somebodyanybodysomeTHING would draw this for me. This terrific visual I have of the poem that was far tootoo dirty for leetle cheeldren.
A comic. Set in the 19th century perhaps. With button down shirts and peasant blouses and chemises and bodices. YESYESIWANTTHIS.
Panel 1: Jack and Jill. Teenagers. Jack is young & young & FARTOOYOUNG to be willing & Jilling. It shows the two standing side by side. He is nubile. She is voluptuous. And holds a wooden BUCKET.
"Jack and Jill.."
Panel 2: Shadows of the two. A [silent] hill they walk up. An old well at the top.
"Went up the hill.."
Panel 3: The bucket is on the ground, upside down. Jill's blouse is on top of it.
"To fetch a pail of water."
Panel 4: Jack looks frightened. Jill's hand is pressing him downwards & his shirt is opened. She is smiling coyly.
"Jack fell down.."
Panel 5: Jack=orgasmface. Possibly nothing below the chest.
"..and broke his crown.."
Panel 6: Jill=orgasmface.
Panel 7: The two. Intercourse.
"..came tumbling after."
It's genius. I'll sell quadrillions.
.. if I could draw.
..and if I were to include the second verse I dunno what I'd do. Probably something about Jack over there having an STD.
HELLO EVERYONE. I am [not]enjoying Champagne-flavored Jellosnacks.
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