Think about anything but the pink elephant in the corner. This is not the proverbial elephant, but his younger sister. She’s a good deal smaller, but a smaller elephant is like a smaller tank. Just how small can it get before it’s not really a tank?
So think about anything but Agnes, the pink elephant, who was named by the public via web vote. there was a while where “Ass Fanny Fart Face” was the front runner, but after that was removed and someone started moderating suggestions, “Dumbo” and “Pinky” were in a dead heat until the last 26 hours when “Agnes” and “R2D2″ started a meteoric rise. R2D2, as one might guess, was the work of John Paul the 2nd (his father was also a John Paul): an out-of-work, forty-something, mainframe programmer and his small army of p3wnd computers. R2D2 was ahead by 12% with less than ten hours to go, but due to the heroic efforts and supremely well-organized phone tree of “The Sisters of Anges the Reluctantly Chaste”, Agnes won by a trunk.
So have you stopped imagining the pink elephant yet? Well, specifically Agnes? i suppose you’ll blame me for going on about said elephant. perhaps if I point behind you and say, “Is that Ewen McGreggor?” and while you’re distracted I’ll move a Japanese Elm in front of Agnes, you’ll forget about her. Only three flaws: I just told you so you’ll be expecting it (my bad); I’m probably not there (if I am you’re sending mixed signals; ignoring me while reading me?); and Japanese Elm’s are toxic to pink elephants.
So I’ll stop mentioning the pale red packederm. See me not mentioning it. I didn’t even put “it” in quotes, which would imply a specific “it” versus a general it.
So what would you like me to talk about knowing that you aren’t supposed to think about… well…? How about Star Wars, Catholicism, or Asian botanicals?
