Mayor McCheese held his head in his hands.
- Mayor McCheese held his head in his hands. Eventually he opened the bottom left drawer of his desk, where there was a bottle of pills and a service revolver. This was the end.
- Or so he thought. Mayor McCheese felt around for what should have been his pistol, but found a loincloth, and in place of the pills he found a pregnancy test. It was positive!
- A horn went off and suddenly the Mayor's best friend was shoving a cigar in his mouth, clapping him on the back, and congratulating him. Everyone filed in and the surprise couldn't
- be greater. The whole trumped up drag racing charge, jail sentence & disqualification from running a second term as Mayor of was a practical joke. Surprise, AZ had a tradition of
- hot parking lots. Arizona parking lots are hotter than the surface of mars. And here was this newt, his moist legs seared to the asphalt. The shadow circling was a vulture
- wearing a tutu. Newt craned his head to watch the vulture come swooping down on him, pecking at him until he was forced to watch an awkwardly arid version of Swan Lake. Sweating,
- puking and shaking, Newt watched endless ballerinas thumping around on stage. At last the vulture released him from its bloodied claws and Newt could catch the last tube to Brixton
- And did make it home just in time to sleep like a dead person. When he woke up, he felt great and wanted to eat coq au vin. His mum cooked it As usual and they had a real May feast
- until they were both awoken by a very loud piper somewhere in their kitchen. Both pairs of eyes quickly checked the lock on the door: locked. They looked at each other, conveyed
- solidarity and together walked gingerly through the dark towards the kitchen. Along the way he picked up a small Venus de Milo to use as a club if needed. The kitchen was empty.
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- 2012-10-03 20:56:51
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- 2017-01-04 00:57:47
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