"I used to battle my little brother with nerf swords & always won. Check this. I'll never join you! You killed my father!" "We're not offering you Luke, we're talking about Jabba the Hutt. Huns and Hutts. "Boy, could I go for some pizza right about now," Luke joined in. "Pizza and nerf, wow, bro! Did you realize how much college life parallels childhood?" "Beep" whistled Artoo in reply. Luke pretended to understand, but the droid's electronic cries to be released from the endless torture of its existence fell on deaf ears yet again. then r2 gets quickskoped buy the radar technitiun matt. then they saw gohstbesturs and it was a good movee. thanks obama However, the elections came quite hard. Trump was trumping, and the last line of defense for the Afro-Am was the sadsacks Clinton and Sanders. Those fools never stood a chance. But what the Black voters lacked in options, the Universe had already taken into account. There was no way The Universe was going to allow a complete Simpleton to run the free worl d. Unless the Universe didn’t care about who ran the free world. Was that the case, those who voted while black wondered. Just like white voters, & Hispanic voters, & trans voters. No, the universe did not care. That's why all those thoughts and prayers being sent there were winding up in the Dead Letter office. Secretly, AngelBecky took some home each night and personally answered them. This violation was immediately caught by the Man Upstairs, of course, him being omniscient and all. AngelBecky was demoted to DevilBecky and sent to Missouri to torment a little boy named Huckleberry Finn. Most readers think Injun Joe was the bad guy in the story, but no. Always watch out for women named "Becky".

 

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1 LordVacuity's photo

Did Camille Paglia tell you that?

2 LordVacuity's photo

It is like that woman who wrote the book that is shown in the footnotes that T.S. Eliot cited as a source for that one line in The Wasteland. It is like that.

3 LordVacuity's photo

I think I almost remember the book’s title. Ritual and Rite, maybe. No.

4 LordVacuity's photo

And me without some Eliot on hand. Off I go to the web.

5 LordVacuity's photo

Now I think it might be Rite and Ritual. Checking now.

6 LordVacuity's photo

Jessie Weston, From Ritual to Romance (Cambridge)

7 Woab's photo

Maybe he should have called it ‘Becky’.

8 LordVacuity's photo

Then instead of “April is the cruelest month…” we would have gotten, “April is the cruelest bitch…”.

9 LordVacuity's photo

And instead of “mixing memory and desire” we would get “mixing meth and mt. dew”

10 LordVacuity's photo

Don’t turn your back on Becky. She already knows which rib on you the knife with come by.

11 LordVacuity's photo

doh!

I guess the actual line would be: April is the cruelest bitch, mixing meth and mt. dew…

12 LordVacuity's photo

No one:

Me: http://foldingstory.com/wax7c/

 

I’m just saying.

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