
To the untrained eye, half of what the Mule says is gibberish (and the other half is nonsense), but to those with a discerning eye, The Mouth O' The Mule is nothing less than the finest performance blog around. By trade an actor, musician and, God help him, lawyer, the Mule plays a variety of character roles to explore the fractured world around him and communicate his findings to the rest of us. Like watching a drunken Abe Lincoln deliver the Gettysburg Address in pink polka dot boxer shorts, the result is by turns amusing, contentious, pedantic, bawdy, reflective, occasionally nauseating, but always thought-provoking.
Much like the man himself.
Congratulations, Mister Muleboy.
7 comments:
YES
Woo-hoo! (Or should I say "Woo-Who"?)
You err.
(reflective? Concise!)
(okay, maybe I err)
(thank you)
reflective?
Usually in the form of a photograph, such as this one.
Or should I say "Woo-Who"?
According to the women in his past, most of them friends of mine, Mr. Muleboy often inspires both wooing and who-ing ...
Aaw, that's, wow.
He and he and he are the best.
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