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As the motorcade passed, John remembered

  • As the motorcade passed, John remembered a line from an old song about an outlaw who ended up in Cleveland,
  • and his sudden demise @ the hands of a grave robbing gang. For once, John thought, he'd lose his affinity for
  • smearing smoked fish on the dismembered bodies of rabid elephants. He wasn't exactly an adept fetishist, but he did enjoy what he enjoyed, much to the chagrin of his
  • psychotherapist, who was charging him a flat rate. Still, he had to do something with the crates of peanut butter in his basement, and he was beginning to like
  • the idea of doing good for a change. A wise man once said that even the longest journey begins with a single step. Plus, he knew that the way to a woman's heart was through her
  • closet. The more pieces of silk and satin you gift her, the more she'll want to give in return. So here I am about to begin a journey with my plastic in hand, hoping for
  • a place that takes credit cards. So I headed to my nearest Malmart for some silk sheets and a satin teddy. The checkout clerk gave me a funny look that seemed
  • misleading and almost hysterical. She scoffed, biting her tongue so the rude words didn't slip out of her mouth. I guess she couldn't help it 'cuz she said
  • "Thou errant unwash'd rumpfed rabbit-sucker!" How dare she insult me so? I pondered insulting her back, but the moment slipped away and by the time I thought of something clever
  • the sun had faded, my tattered gown was no longer and the smell of corn husk rose from the earth.

2 Comments

  1. noah Nov 23 2010 @ 17:54

    Nice work, this one is fantastic!

  2. sundancer Nov 23 2010 @ 23:03

    Yes! I really like this one a lot!!!

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