He saw the paper toilet seat covers. He pulled

He saw the paper toilet seat covers. He pulled out his baggy. Inside was a powdered eczema flakes, scabs, blister husks and dried puss. He blended them in the coffee grinder. Then

pissed in them for good measure. Then came the LSD and enough ground vicodin to stop a rhino. A few magic words later and the makeshift cauldron of magic and pharma shed glistening

Sweat like a freshly shorn scrotum in the light of a full moon near a roaring on midwinter's night fire. The smells of Christmases past and the promise of future delights filled

the orifice with scintillating sausage! But that was for another time. Now it is more important to begin to feel the warmth of suckling the masses. It is right at that moment

the parade move on ways and a new parade float stopped in front of us. This one had a plastic flamingo theme. So much pink the it almost blinded the crowd with pink reflections

although the black matched with the pink nicely for a sort of punk vibe. We all agreed, though, that November 22, 1963, was the worst Macy's Thanksgiving Parade ever. We nodded

Whoever heard of laser beam glances? This must be reported to homeland security immediately. The signal went out, but not before a glance was sent her way. Their eyes locked

phase coherently passing fluttering lashes to and fro. They were trapped in this state until the Waiter passed through the beam and was lashed violently. It was love at first lase

r beam.The Waiter's waiting was finally over!Lush lashes would always be there for him now that he was there for her.How beautiful were the evil lights when reflected in her eyes!