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SUNGLASSES

  • SUNGLASSES
  • not to be worn at night, or while operating heavy machinery. "Pah, these consumer warnings are for wusses". Slim whipped on his ultracool new sunglasses, revved up the bulldozer
  • Chaz put down his evening paper. What was that low rumble? Slipping on his loafers, he shuffled to the front door. A bulldozer charged through the darkness. "Slim?"
  • Chaz leapt aside. Slim's bulldozer smashed thru his house & rumbled on to PurpleProf's. What was that about? Wondered Chaz as he tried to fit 2 broken bits of lumber back together.
  • "What is the meaning of this?" PurpleProf blustered outside Slim's bulldozer. Slim rolled down the window and slipped PP a paper, who read it aloud: "FoldingStory was bought out!?
  • NOOO! You can't do this, SlimWhitman, not after all I've been through. Not FoldingStory! Not now! Not EVER!" Slim revved up the bulldozer. "You must move, PurpleProf, outta my way.
  • PurpleProf stepped aside as Slim drove the bulldozer next to Purple Prof. "So I guess I'll see you around Prof" said Slim. PurpleProf smiled and replied "
  • I-" the PurpleProf was cut off from a loud roar coming from a dark creature, a myth, a legend that is ALIVE! PurpleProf found himself running back to the purple Bahamas. Slim drove
  • to the memorial battlefield to compose a song of sorrow for the fallen vacationers, whose tropical shirts burned in Purpleprof's molten moat.
  • "Till the momeraths outgrabe the cheshire cat" Then the guns fired off their salute

3 Comments

  1. SlimWhitman Jan 29 2016 @ 17:20

    cOOL! a free slate. Now I can roll out my Industrial Poetry building site. 'SlamWhit'!

  2. PurpleProf Jan 29 2016 @ 23:30

    Just so you know...I would never step aside that easily. I would negotiate...

  3. SlimWhitman Jan 30 2016 @ 11:34

    I wouldn't expect any less from you!

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