Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Crackle goes the wang

this morning I shit the bed and out flew several live babies, all different colors of the rainbow.

I didn’t really know what to do, so I organized them into small groups and set them about making crafts (especially fresh oranges with cloves arranged in them in designs)

learning to speak

how to organize a fascist government

playing musical instruments.

the yellow baby couldn’t play any instruments and it’s voice was shit

what to do?

“please to leave her behind whilst touring?” said the green baby.

hmmm

mayhap not a bad idea.

“no no,” said the purple “let’s set her aflame ‘ere we take to the stage.”

which i believed to be the best idea.

the anticipation was pungent as the roadies set up the gear

all the lights went out and a hush fell over the crowd

shik

shik

shik

and the yellow baby spuh-loaded into fire and screams

the traveling all-star baby band kicked out significant jams

and the arena stank of burning cock.

by Boots Blackwell


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