Friday, February 24, 2012

Death of a Munchkin

I had been contracted via the callous malice from Dallas, a hare lipped dwarf that trolled the Puerto Rican prostitutes that dwelled above the Frisco wharf. I was summoned to his seaside circle jerk but blacked out after his absurd accusations involving our Bosnian bookie or the artistic merit of Limp Bizkit's "Nookie".

I awoke, finding the malevolent midget between mittens most malicious. He quite dead, I left the scene with a schism in my sciatic nerve and a calculated curve in the nexus of the rotted solar plexus I had received from a cancerous carcass in Texas.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Wives with Hives

The hives of heresies made the hubris of hypocrisies the bee's knees of heebs and jeebs.

Friday, February 10, 2012

Cosmic Coincidences

Paranoid hints and cyanide mints cluttered a P.O. Box intended for flummoxed fluoride conspiracies and moon hoax synchronicities.

Friday, February 3, 2012

Soothing Violations

My multiple traffic violations and vehicular vexations resulted in citations from the meandering menstrual meter maids, leaving threat of decapitation or elongated castration.