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As she walked down the hall, lights blinked

  • As she walked down the hall, lights blinked out and flickered back on as she passed. To the casual observer, she was magic and scary, but close observation would reveal a shadow
  • of about 5 O'clock on her chin. Ever since she started waking and baking, her facial hair had intensified. Didn't matter. She took another toke. Time for Need For Speed. She picked
  • up her old copy of Speed. Wait. Wasn't "need for speed" from Top Gun? She shrugged. The hard questions were ruining her mj-induced high. So she put on Martha Stewart instead.
  • When she discovered that Martha's spoiled daughter Alexis and Martha's gay pseudo-son Kevin Sharkey had taken over the program, apparently all of the glomming on had made these
  • people her new bosses. That spelled trouble because she had always been solely in charge of the scrapbooking segments. When they came to her with a few ideas, she went berzerk.
  • Not helping matters was no one wanted to make any changes with the creepy guy with the Jew-fro and his painting show. She had a happy little coniption fit that led to
  • giggles all around. All of the hipsters had a group realization that art shows were really a pathetic waste of time. They dropped their Pabst's in unison and headed to
  • the exit. However, a major blizzard had blown in while they were busy complimenting each others' packages. The snow had reached knee height, so they hiked up their pants
  • waded through the drift between the door and the hot tub. Ahhhhhh... nothing better than a hot soak while the snow keeps your head cool. Just then a polar bear decided to join them
  • ,so they handed him a bottle of Coke and made room for him in the tub. They all agreed that together they looked like a soft drink commercial.

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