Billy could not grasp the true power of the

Billy could not grasp the true power of the instrument of destruction he wheeled into his 6th grade science class. The "Baking Soda Volcano" label made it seem innocent enough, but

in reality, it was more of a James Bond Villain-esque volcano. It contained a beautiful woman, several sharks, and a small nuclear bond made entirely out of silly putty. Billy was

arrested by the guards for wearing a zoot suit. The top of the volcano opened up and a rocket went soaring up in the air. The rocket was locked in on it's target, the zoot suit sto

rm. Zoot Suit Storms are crazy hurricanes populated with big pants and pocket watches. High pressures in Miami and warm winds from Los Angeles meet near Cuba and BOOM! Pants

come off, suits go on; it can escalate to a riot if you're not careful. I threw back a bottle of beer, popped a cherry in my mouth and thought of my Daddy. Last I saw him, he was

sittin' on the dock of the bay, watchin' the tide roll away...wastin' time. Sounded like a good idea to me too, so I headed down... Memories of my Daddy washed over me & I started

swinging my legs to & fro to the song's beat. I watched the sunset and recalled the times I'd spent with my dad while he still around. The clouds lit up, parted, and drifted on by.

My liver winged its way to land on my mother's head and my spleen, appendix & thyroid wormed their out & away to find my brother. Denuded of most vital organs I felt lighter, freer

but also quite cold and "frothy". I guess circulating blood & regulating other fluids is kind of important, but it was worth it for the few fleeting moments of torturing my family.