You Name It!

“Ok, what I need to know is,”
     his hands shake,
“are you going to help,”
     he’s flailing his arms now,
“with this scene, or not?”

The reply is a slap.

(it’s gonna be a staff)

Go outside with a big stick; use it as a gate or a poorly insulated cubical.

Two rednecks will pull up. One will explain what the hell he is doing here.

The same one will suddenly yell “Hey! Honey! I Love You!” before concluding “ain’t Karma a bitch.”

You won’t know what the question is until you write this.

Oh, my soul


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Imagine I’m a mime berating your neighborhood. Fences become scaffolding for my ARGH! skins; I plaster them on everything. Great big ARGHS! on windows and gates and your cul-de-sac becomes my exclamation mark.

By the time you gasp, you’re covered in assorted ARGH! stickers, ARGH! patches, and a cute ARGH! hat.

“Oh, my soul.”


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Endnotes

If you imagine that well enough you will understand the public shame I am facing. A collection of plug-ins, scripts, podcast solutions, and possibly Terms of Services, have colluded to destroy my creditability and happiness.