Finished Folds (501—520)
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6heartbeat, if there is one. I nudged my ear to her tailbone. "Watch it!" she cried. "I'm...I'm delicate." I listened carefully........nothing. Then: "thump"..."thump-thump"...
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6And so it came to be, the hands of time turning back gracefully to 1924. My eyes opened. I lay in a field of daisies and I could hear David calling me from afar "Vivian, my love!
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8rents ever again! "STOP!" Bobby cried, burying his head in his pillow. "I don't like this bedtime story!" " Too bad, kid," I said, mechanically. "It's your own damn fault."
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8I would never find out because at that moment, my mild-mannered mutt chopped on my calf & wouldn't let go. "Let go, dammit! I wanna see what the 4th folder writes!" Blood gushed
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6a black onyx vase, which was a bit claustrophobic, but no one gave me a preference. I arrived in Afterlife, Minnesota less than 24 hours later &was reunited with my body (embalmed)
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8, Addicted to Love, and the Oscar Meyer Weiner song, so maybe that's where my delerium emerged. Funny how music does that. The Shareef don't like it.
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7Jane was a manikin. I didn't realize. I just thought she was a nice, quiet girl who listened well at Sabbath school. I asked her out, but she didn't answer. I took her hand.
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5David's eyes welled up. He couldn't speak & turned away. "Oh now, so you're going to sulk all night? Look, we got a war to fight here. Man up, dude!" Bullets whizzed overhead & a
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5in the corner of the room, the one my cat had been playing with all day. I placed the foil ball in my wounded gums for no other reason than to plug the bloody gaping holes.
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5be there, waving & blowing maple-syrup kisses. MY GAWD, what a parade it would be! Pat O'Butter offered his big yello Cadi for Mr. Pancake to ride in, while Crepe Suzette
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4, they together settled on the chicken's punishment: Death by Shake-n-Bake. When the sentence was handed down by the Hollow Men & the Indigo Ladies, the chicken called fowl.
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3zoomed past me, his cape fluttering in his self-made breeze. "You're the BEST!" I called after him. Norton turned, smiled & saluted me. It was a moment I would never, ever forget.
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4Down deep inside, I really wanted to be less hostile & more virile, but my pride stopped me from buying his 20-step program book. "F*CK OFF!" I cried, my voice cracking, tears
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4constipation later. It was well worth it. With my cheese-breath and concrete gut, there I sat on a filthy commode, hours later, practicing saying "Wis-CAAAN-sin". WisCANsin.
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5seemed to enjoy it. Of course then the dog started humping Office Bigley's foot with great fevor, its brown eyes frantic & pleading. Huh. It felt kind of good.
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2agent. "Isn't she a-MAZ-ing?" Jen didn't think so, but given Dianne's grass-mowing theatrics, she merely nodded. "Look!" continued Wally. "Dianne's face is actually turning blue!"
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8Immediately Arthur slowed down, as he always obeyed Mother. Arthur watched the thing speed off into the distance, once again feeling sick & limited by his Oedipal Complex.
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5t tipped backwards to reveal his true identity and true intention. "MHAHHA, Dorothy! You will NEVER return to Kansas! NOW do you understand??!!" And she was sucked into his hole.
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5condom, though. No matter who you are, where you are, or what you are. Essential. Got that? GOOD!
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4r patter mattered when my anaconda woke & battered back the tattered fatted calf he'd saved for Wanda of Tonawanga. I wanted him to put an easy squeeze on my sleazy tease Lisa, who