Mothra circled the night sky looking for

Mothra circled the night sky looking for Fantômas. He could be anyone, perhaps even herself. She maintained her vigil, setting aside her enjoyment of the city lights. Mothra had a
cough last few months and he didn't recover from that. she felt terrible and went for a doctor. It was midnight, no one would treat her and the hospital was too expensive.
Her day couldn't get any worse...but she was wrong. As she left the hospital she slipped on a banana skin, knocked over a water dispenser and got her skirt caught in the doors. Rip
Torn arrived at precisely that moment. He was traveling with an entourage, but was kind enough to help her to her feet. "I'm Elmore, what's your name?" Her day was looking up
she thought grasping his hand. "I'm Lurlene." She lied. "Your name is an anagram for 'morel', my favorite kind of mushroom." Tom claimed to be a Mycologist. They continued lying
to each other tenderly. "I wasn't a man before being a woman" said 'Lurlene'. "That's great" said Tom "I never cry watching The Notebook." This went on for quite a while. Suddenly
I grabbed a tissue, I started to bawl like a 3 year old, while watching Delta Force. A Chuck Norris film and I'm in tears?! I had no idea what came over me. In between sobs, I was
roundhouse kicking myself for taping Delta Force over my lone VHS of Delta Farce. I had gleefully taped Delta Farce over my wedding video, but transitive glee wasn't working. If A
bear farts in the woods, y'know? Anyway, I found I could just catch up with the Delta Farce videos on YouTube, so it wasn't really that big a deal. My wife, on the other hand,
made the fad annoying by being zestfully into every. Goddamn. Stupid thing to come off the internet. Webcomics. Twatter. Failbook. Google. That's why I divorced her.

Started: 2012-09-22 03:10:35
Finished: 2012-09-24 22:33:43

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