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"I wanna dance!" she announced to the room.

  • "I wanna dance!" she announced to the room. Everyone in the asylum turned sharply toward Anna, the head nurse. "I wanna DANCE!" she exclaimed with a kick and a twist.
  • Her dance moves were regrettable or fortuitous, depending on your perspective. Head nurse Anna knocked over the pills for the asylum dwellers. Uppers, downers, 'ludes, gigglers,
  • two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, not that we needed all that for the trip but
  • during the last Boy Scout overnight campout we only had 3 ounces of mushrooms and a 5 gallon cooler full of jungle juice. It was the boringest 36 hours of my life. I pulled into
  • the middle of the air overlooking a suppository. Our jeep fit five of us. We plummeted to our deaths. Well, their deaths. Now I'm just a talking head. Never got the stink out.
  • And never got the lead out either, which I suppose was fine, being just a talking head and all. Still, as the jeep plummetted, my life's work at Old Navy flashed before my
  • eyes like the bolts of lightening that struck down the four tuba players in the parking lot of the amusement park the night before. Ohhhh, if only I had
  • the big basket of frogs to help me through this process. They bring me good luck, who needs a lucky rabbits foot? The rabbit was too quick for me to catch, but frogs? they are s
  • uper easy to catch. Plus have you ever put a frog down your pants? Well you should try a whole basket of frogs you'll feel more alive then
  • you've ever felt before and frogs are better then porcupines if you really think about it.

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