So some great english dude (seriously, don't come in here telling me who--that'd be aggravating and annoying) says, "There's no two words that can be put together in the english language that sounds as beautiful as cellar door"... or something of the sort.
You get the gist...if you've not already heard it already.
So, I've thought of a million and one reasons as to why cellar door could be beautiful, but well, whatever. I'm really not into being that deep---and I think other phrases are more beautiful.
Like, Lox Bagel or Double Chocolate Brownie. Mmmm...
But still, I'd like to know what YOU think about Cellar Door and reasons as to why our famous englishy dude would think it so beautiful.
No emo moments, please.
And...maybe, what image you get when you hear it in your head. What kind of cellar door? Is it even a cellar door?
Mines mist and a snowy morning, maybe those skinny white tree's with the black eyes (birch? No clue), and the faint outline of the beginning of a door lodged in the ground, in the middle of nowhere---iron handles all metallic smelling in the air, sticking out of wet snow and de-colored, it's pseudo-copper, maybe. The door is that weird blue-grey, and peeling.
So uh, yeah.
And why's that stupid red wheel barrow and it's chicken so important, while we're at it?
2006-11-20
17:52:16
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