She step on stage seing nothing but the darkness

She step on stage seing nothing but the darkness between the spotlights.Her feet hurt like hell inside the pink pointe shoes,already stained red on the inside by her blood and any
Blisters that had broken open from all those rehearsals in preparation of the big recital. The limelight made the sweat on her brow glisten as she leaped and glided as a swan
-ky Maitre'd. We just wanted a table, none of this fancy dancy crap. I raised a 100 dollar bill and that got her attention. But she had sores on her lips that looked like frosted
donuts, and that creeped me out a bit. So I gave her the 100 bucks just to stay away from me. I sat down and ordered from the hot chick a nice Steak A La Maison, and a bottle of fi
ne boxed wine. My Steak A La Maison had a bit of le petit ceiling tile in it, but it was only $3.99! I had to admit, Dennys was getting really creative with the menu lately.
unfortunately,le petit ceiling tile got caught in my craw and contained une petit portion asbestos. Many years later it was exhibit A when I sued Dennys for causing my mesothelioma
to flare up my hemorrhoids. But back to then. My beak sustained an injury and couldn't close properly. My feathered friend chauffered me on his bike to the clinic with due haste
and got me a beak transplant from Toucan Sam (long deceased). When I awoke, I could smell everything: the crisp linens, the autumn breeze, the... is that fruit? I pulled out the IV
and patted my beak. The smell of fruit wafted in through the window, so I sprang up from the hospital bed and ran over to it, making a ridiculous plan involving feathers.
I tore open all the pillows I could find, glued them to my arms, jumped out the window maniacally waving my wings. It's working! I was still grinning when I hit the floor and died.

Started: 2011-07-20 14:25:40
Finished: 2011-12-09 18:46:49

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