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You ate my sandwich again, didn't you? DIDN'T

  • You ate my sandwich again, didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?! It was right here on my desk and you were here too and now that's the second time my sandwich disappeared! Why don't you admit
  • it! Bad dog! Bad!" He just wagged his tail at me & tried to lick me with what I was sure was tuna salad breath. So I set up a hidden camera. I hit record and left another sandwich
  • in the break room - this time with a strongly-worded note stating I would castrate anyone who touched my sandwich. The next day the sandwich was nowhere to be seen, and checking
  • for gum under the table turned up nothing either. Damn. Strike out. I had made a threat, I had to carry out. I had to castrate the sandwich eater, but what if it was a woman?
  • Female circumcision.
  • Unleashing the all female government on society had interesting impacts such as a preference for cooperation, modesty, caring for the weak, greater separation between church/state
  • and general well-being in the population. Of course within a week the government had collapsed... They had been killed by various means, the culprits behind the
  • deaths were not searched for, since the cops had all long since died of smallpox. With no government, the people sat down and resorted to hunting-and-gathering, having decided that
  • internet shopping wasn't working anymore, no matter how many times they pressed 'send'. I decided to hunt octopus, but as I live in Hungary with no sea borders, I soon became disil
  • ongated. in other words I shut my emotional self up like a telescope and felt my dreams crunch like frost in the Hungarian forests. Who needs octopi when you've got field mice

1 Comments

  1. lucielucie Oct 25 2013 @ 14:41

    I like the ending Madlibber.

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