Flarf must be a gift from the gods.
I just got an email from a friend. He claims (we can analyze his "claim" later) that he has never to his knowledge read a Flarf poem. But he writes that yesterday he had six hours to kill, so he caught up on the comment boxes on Silliman's blog. And now he's hot-wild to read some Flarf, some genuine Flarf, the real thing, the good stuff. He says he hasn't been this excited since a couple of weeks ago, awaiting the domestic release of the Arctic Monkey's CD.
I'm just glad to hear from him again. Especially since he owes me money.
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tell him to get petroleum hat by drew gardner. the titles alone are worth the price of admission. they work every muscle in yr face.
Harr!
Hey Clayton,
NO ONE to their knowledge has ever read a flarf poem.
This has to do with set theory.
I will explain this in detail at a later time. Or place.
It's fsr too complex for most people, but of course, I UNDERSTAND IT.
So your friend needs to start over from the beginning:
ie., he HAS read many millions of flarf poems, not to his knowledge.
Now that he's all excited about it, he will not find any. Nary a one.
I will explain this in detail... etc.
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