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His strained eyes jumped from the blinking

  • His strained eyes jumped from the blinking cursor of the dulling screen to the bobblehead at the front of the room wading left and right, back and forth through the stale air.

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  • "What if that bobblehead was fully conscious, what would he be thinking about me?" wondered Dane Faltrob.

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  • Diane slid her arm around Dane's beefy neck and breathed in his ear, "Oh Dane, my love! That bobblehead was only semi-conscious. Semi-conscious, just like you're going to be after

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  • I inject this before I cut you up to serve you for dinner." Diane could taste it already. The marinade of lemon, soy sauce and garlic. She had check it online. They said it was the

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  • tangy zest of the marinade that brought out the oakey flavor in the human flesh. Maybe I should quit watching so much Hannibal, Diane wondered if it was making her a bad person or

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  • turning her into a sour puss. Which made her wonder how sour her puss really was. That decided it. She was a bad person. She was an abomination, an irregular; unwanted & unwashed.

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  • Still, that was a problem with an easy solution. She yelled as the icy cold water burst forth from the showerhead, spraying her with bullets of water. The grime was purged from

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  • the surface of her skin, but the grease in her pores, closed by the frigid shower, remained intact. Her breakout the next day was only surpassed by the breakout at Alcatraz that

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  • Spring, when “Birdman” Robert Stroud made canary-feather wings and tried to escape off the prison roof. Alas, Stroud was better at studying birds than imitating them, and he landed

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  • right in a herd of potato skins, the bacon and sour cream chafing his eyes. Ordinarily they would have been delicious, particularly the chives. At least the guards took pity.

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1 Comments

  1. Woab Dec 16 2021 @ 11:44

    Diane should have known that Dane was a meat and potatoes kind of guy.

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