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The story of the future how can this be

  • The story of the future how can this be

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  • written on an old dusty parchment. It does not makes sense how this could have been hidden in this tomb for centuries. We must tell the Alphabet Police about the contents as it wil

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  • l require a lot of legal expertise, boldly acerbic wit and balls like a scout master to find the missing corpse if this old dusty parchment is correct. I said the forbidden words

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  • that screamed from a distance "NO!" All of the memories came back from days gone by long ago off in the past when fate took its horrible course and I sued my daughter and sent her

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  • To Coventry, like the character in Shakespeare's play, whose name I forgot. My daughter became the Queen of Coventry, much to my chagrin. Worse, she appeared on the tellie! How to

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  • disrupt the synchronicity of my daughter's TV spot coming on each time I entered a sports bar? "The loneliness of a prophet - the convenience of an aerosol," The Queen of Coventry

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  • wanted instead to be the Queen of Country, so she grabbed her git-tar and headed to Nashville. She ended up right back in all of those ads she had headed to Nashville to escape.

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  • The only way out of this vicious cycle was to declare herself the Queen of Advertisements. Her coronation in Burbank, CA was a sight to behold. The Jingle Orchestra played as she

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  • soaked her hand in the ritual Palmolive. She mumbled the Words of the Rite, "Dish washing liquid?" and was given Mother Nature's scepter. "It isn't nice to fool Mother Nature", she

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  • said raising arms in mock wrath. Shirts swooped down circling & sang "Ring around the collar ring" & Folger crystals formed a halo crowning her a 1950's wife. Her glee knew bounds.

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2 Comments

  1. Woab Apr 17 2017 @ 17:01

    Still chewing on "Her glee knew bounds."

  2. LordVacuity Apr 19 2017 @ 22:45

    Yeah, I always saw the lie when they would claim that their glee knew no bounds. Glee always knows bounds. In time, for one.

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