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Hot fat and delirium congealed somewhere

  • Hot fat and delirium congealed somewhere at the base of his skull. The time of magic and will had given way to a chaos unanticipated by the great tomes. To be undone by a pan of

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  • of the behemoth film critic Roger Ebert. He had half a jaw and an electronic voice. A voice he used to pan another Sandler film. Stephen Hawkens rammed his chair into Ebert's

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  • chair in the balcony and lambasted Ebert for his movie review of "Skyline." Hawking's uneven robot voice shredded Ebert's ego and I blushed to hear it, thankful that it wasn't me.

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  • Poor Ebert gulped twice & winced painfully, at which point his head exploded like a kernel of popping corn. Hawking's computer voice boomed through the theater, demanding butter &

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  • a hooker. Hawkings had never liked Ebert and seeing him expire was getting him off like a quark through a super collider. She was old, probably older than this theater, but butter

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  • would have no part in this confusing story. The old hooker did nothing for either Stephen Hawkings or the recently deceased movie reviewer.

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  • So, why bring her up? Well, to tell the truth, I don't know, but she must have an interesting story too, don't you think? I know what - let's ask her. "Tell me, old hooker,

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  • where do you get your Brazilians done? That's quality work." She informed me she used an at-home kit she invented herself, using nothing more than duct tape, SOS pads and

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  • Mojitos. The kit also includes a boss nova CD because sometimes the Brazilians need a little mood music before they agree to be removed.

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  • As the Brazilians looked over their newest treasure I saw my chance. With the speed of a 9 year old on Rittalin, I jumped at the leader legs raised and delivered as stunning kick.

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