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Gene Rayburn read the card with his perfect

  • Gene Rayburn read the card with his perfect diction, "The pharmacist was in trouble again. Instead of giving the customer the perscription for his headache, he gave him a BLANK"

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  • A shoe hit Gen Rayburn in the head. A shoe with Orthopedic inserts. It was Yankee greg who threw it. Ever since Gene Rayburn entered the "Senior Living Facility" he'd gotten no

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  • butter on his mashed potatoes, his meds were always late, and his room smelled of rancid goat cheese. A shoe to the head was the last straw - Gen brandished his cane and ran as

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  • fast as he could directly at the main Serene Hills Retirement Facility plate glass window. Gen crashed through it, somersaulted on the grass and was free! He whipped out a fad wad

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  • of blue bed pads and threw them in the air like confetti! Wheee! Crouching behind a rose bush, Gen's joy was shortlived, though. Now how was he gonna break Florence out? Arthritis

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  • had crippled the joints of his conjoined twin, who had mysteriously aged at a rate three time that of his own. Maybe it was time to consider that surgical procedure recommended by

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  • Dr. Dhfjjgvbjios, who was a neurologist. He said there was no need for a lobotomy, some four years and four months later. There was a newer procedure,

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  • said Dr. Dhfjjgvbjios, that didn't require sawing off the scalp. Had he told me it involved sucking parts of my brain out through my nostrils, things might have turned out differen

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  • tly. But that is simply stating a tautology, you were saying if things were different things would be different. Trapping you in a tautology was the culmination of the longest con.

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  • Don was the longest con, measuring 6'11" in his concrete overshoes. He culminated at the bottom of the James River, where he had been tossed back in 1951, the lousy screw.

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9 Comments

  1. LordVacuity Nov 09 2016 @ 15:44

    Woab, correct me if I am wrong, but are you and I seeing the same nightmares?

  2. LordVacuity Nov 09 2016 @ 15:45

    Not that I am seeing any nightmares either; if that matters.

  3. LordVacuity Nov 09 2016 @ 15:47

    I'm not seeing anybody; if that matters as well.

  4. LordVacuity Nov 09 2016 @ 15:48

    My eye guy insists I'm blinded by the possible futures.

  5. LordVacuity Nov 09 2016 @ 15:50

    As if that was even possible. Is that possible? Is that a cat? In the rain? All of them completely possible futures. Seeing them all at once does not allow me to focus on the future let alone the NOW.

  6. Woab Nov 09 2016 @ 15:50

    They say that rose-colored glasses can help. But to help with nightmares you have to put them on when you're asleep.

  7. LordVacuity Nov 09 2016 @ 15:52

    Blind as a bat named Lucille who is blind but very thirsty. For blood. Not brains.

  8. LordVacuity Nov 09 2016 @ 15:54

    Well, I suppose they have long tongues which they drive through the skull and once inside just vibrate it such that the cranial contents are rapidly liquidated into a thick rich surry that the bat then sips out at his leisure.

  9. LordVacuity Nov 09 2016 @ 15:58

    No! Again, not at a fancy Diplomatic function of yours that nobody knows about and no, I still will not go out with you! I've seen Chuck.

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