Ladder
The Kentuckyseven ladder from bad to bien.
Depressing. We feel sorry for everyone involved in this shit. Especially us @ Kentuckyseven who had to examine it. So bad we got bloodtaste all the way up in the fontanelle.
No good. We don’t like it and wish we´d rather done something sensible with our precious time. As woodwork. Or playing with the crochet hook.
What to say? Think of an artist that doesn´t bother you. That won´t make you pump up the volume nor shut down the radio. A kind of flatline. We find stuff we like but it ain´t much.
Good. Gut. Bien. Or as the Dutch says; *clears throat*
Finally. This is absolutely awesome. This piece of art works out wherever you are in life. In a corndog commercial? In between intercourse? At camp? Yepp, yepp and yepp.
A masterpiece. If not the Nobel prize it´s a Palme d’Or and pork chops with exotic fruits. Congrats to anyone who just peaks at the cover on this darling one.
A Kentucky Seven. Do we need to explicate? Okay, here goes; when we see a Seven the world will stop spinning, Gods will shiver, Finnish people will enjoy life, the province of Närke will be hip, life will be reborn and love will thrive, sweat will smell abcd-licious and (above all) we @ Kentuckyseven are forever grateful. In eternity. Amen.
