Tiny puffs of Styrofoam floated by him.

Tiny puffs of Styrofoam floated by him. Movie sets usually used soap flakes, but he was allergic. This also made it awkward at shower time, or when selling a car. Still, smugly
aware of his star power, he cackled at the environmental damage his allergy would lead to. Until he overheard the camera man say they were made from corn and totally
created from seeds stolen from the chemical company up the road. That made him stop and wonder. But not for long, since he
the worse case of ADD in the continental US. He was brilliant on every subject for about 1.5 seconds and then he was onto something else. He needed to focus but couldn't think
that way. His brain was broken and there was nothing he could do to fix it, short of
a complete frontal lobotomy. He had seen a drive-thru clinic next to the dispensary he frequented and he thought it was worth a shot. After 2 eludes
he ended up hiding under a sheet lying of a gurney in the gynecology ward. He must have dosed off and woke as he was being wheeled to the operating room. The anaesthesia was still
keeping him paralyzed. He couldn't move or speak. The attendant pushing his cart was chatting up a nurse. "I wonder why this guy is getting a sex change operation? He said. Panic!
Thin blue fabric rising.At verge of being severed the junk protested.The nurse felt like paying respects to a dying man as a woman was born and gave the junk one last chance to cry
"bacon and garlic ice cream" before sinking again into the swamp from wence she came.

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