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There is a little girl in a short short skirt, her mint green panties peaking out in an obscene triangle. While I try to comprehend this, she reaches back and tugs on the elastic, pulling it like a wad of mint gum.
Good Lord, what is happening!?
"The beat poets took drugs to expand the limits of-" argggh, I slap the book shut. What a horrible nightmare I had last night! I woke up sideways in bed. The drunken father of an ex-lover shooting losers to bits because I wanted my boots back. Silly pretentious toking ex and poetically epileptic cronies; little deformed beats in training. I can't read Kerouac now because of the nightmare. Usually when I get angry at books, its time to up the medication; I can just see my psychiatrist's notes from two years ago: "violent vendetta against J.D. Salinger". Became physically ill at the discovery that the library back home had no Arthur Rimbaud and everyone seemed fine with that. Thought I was going to drop faint right in the world literature section
Human Extermination Service
(Theme from "Police Academy" plays in beginning. We film students were sweet on the the "Police Academy" theme.)
(MR. DEAN is sitting at his desk. He seems quite nervous about something. He rubs his face and picks up his phone, dialing 0.)
MR. DEAN: Yeah, operator? Can you give me the number of a reliable professional assassin? (pause) Yeah, I'll hold. (He waits a bit and then scribbles on a nearby paper with a hi-lighter) Alright thanks. (Dials the phone once more) Yeah, Human Extermination Service? I'm interested in employing the…well, services of one of you assas…
(knock, knock, knock, knock, knock!)
MR. DEAN: Uh, come in.
(WILHELM enters, smartly dressed in his own suit and a borrowed fedora. He carries a notebook and smiles, smarmy as a used-car salesman.)
WILHELM: Hello! I'm Wilhelm. I'm a representive and employee of Human Extermination and Elimination Services. Mind if I sit down?
MR. DEAN: Sure, go ahead.
WILHELM: Thank you. (He removes his hat and places it on the de
Written Three Years Ago
Tick lacka crack tac kidney bean
Roll my Madison Raddison
I stood a-sitting
It's all over uvula
Uvula to uterus
Black dust coal
Rainbow lizard coma
Socially deviated septum
Repeat after me: the secret password…vagina
OMG WHO TOLD YOU ABOUT MY RASH
OMG Their a bear prone to wear and tear
Ice cream cone-dom
Kidskin swing bring penguin
Angstnugget nirvana Havana
Tupac Shaqur lives in my closet
Strinkage in your nuttella
You touch my sercret gnome
And I will bite the inside off your aunt's face!!!
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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