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Leaning over the new hole in the floor, our

  • Leaning over the new hole in the floor, our hero peered suspiciously into the murky depths below the apartment complex. "This must be the work of my arch-nemesis, THE INTERRO-GATOR
  • The slimy prutride gator raised its size 122 jaw exposing 16 rows of sharp screw drivers. Creeping forward at a snails pace the confident hero raced away in his super flyers to
  • a run down compound in Pakistan where some Tall Saudi guy was playing "pong" on a TV from 1991. Intrigued he sampled some goat and sat
  • on the rug next to him and although he didn't speak Pashto, a few hand motions and soon they were playing a heated game of pong. Maybe it was too much hookah, but when he won the
  • game, he was buddy-buddy with the Punjabi, painting henna on each other's hands and linking arms as they skipped in the rain singing Bollywood favorites
  • from yesteryear until we were bored to death of them (which didn't take long). Then the Punjabi threw fruit at a cow for decorative purposes and that's when the cops chased us out
  • for fear that we would kick innocent peoples' asses for no good reason. They were right. Just as I had aimed the cowtapult at the Punjabi village, the cops
  • came running to stop me from firing my catapult. But it was of no use I launched my sharp snake fangs and it hit
  • my neighbor's porch inches from his newspaper. He looked at the snake fangs and then my catapult. "Death from above!" I yelled as he shook his head and went back inside.
  • I stood there forlornly at the base of my catapult, bitterly disappointed that he would not play along. Kids these days! All they want to do is go inside & play computer games...

1 Comments

  1. Chaz Jun 13 2013 @ 09:50

    The kids these days with their "pong."

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