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"Tell me it again. This time with more detail."

  • "Tell me it again. This time with more detail." The beekeeper needed to know everything he could about the attack before he went to the meeting. If a piece of information was lost,
  • He would fill out a report, and everyone knows after that nothing ever happens. The bees were planning a revolt. They were stockpiling acorns, maple leaves & matches, even the squi
  • rrels were in on the deal, stealing back honey from shops and supermarkets all over the city. There were rumors that factories that manufactured beekeepers' clothing had been fire
  • d for including bee-pheromone products that caused the bees to grow vicious and swarm unsuspecting keepers. This wasn't just a dispute, now... this was a war between the honey and
  • the agave. The natural sweeteners were launching massive offensives against each other packed away in bran muffins and phalanxes of hipster coffees.
  • Hipster coffee had a short shelf life, as patrons were quick to drink it before it got cool. The overturn in the phalanxes led to them being breached by Aspartame, whose craziness
  • was just a little too overt for the hipsters. Ignorning both the phalanxes & Aspartame, the hipsters sedately leaned against the walls with their cool hot coffee. Asparatame
  • deshita," one commented. "Mm, Toshiro desu." The hipsters were finally at home in the world, and yet permanent outsiders. Varieties of contretemps were no longer interesting, so
  • they dropped the geta tap dancing zombie peasants in the rice patties, Frankenronin battle in Osaka Castle, reducing the musical to its essence: A transvestite zombie Mme Butterfly
  • told Pinkerton to f-off -hooray- and ran off with Kate and the baby to live in Nagasaki happily ever after (until the bomb dropped, that is).

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