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It's about 5:30 in the morin'. I can't say fur sure about any pink wind mills either, cuz it's still too dark to see outside.
Or maybe it's cuz I'm too lazy right now to get outta mah bed to look for some pink wind mills.
It's about 5:30 in the morin'. I can't say fur sure about any pink wind mills either, cuz it's still too dark to see outside.
Or maybe it's cuz I'm too lazy right now to get outta mah bed to look for some pink wind mills.
The main man from P.I.N.K. in: Fishing for Easter eggs.
- Okay I had to rush this one, so the quality might not be what I want it to be but I promised to deliver a fast one. And I changed the title to stretch the story out (even if it is already a bit thin) -
So there I was trapped in some kinda nightmare. I was bein’ haunted by a blast from the past.
It seemed that the man who I thought was my daddy wasn’t my daddy at all. I had been sired by some chain smokin’ Darth Vader wannabe with dark grey bunny ears. It seemed that he’s got his panties in a knot on the account of me wearin’ my pink thong on the outside. Maybe Darth Vader is related to the State trooper who had me arrested for it?
“Woe me!” whined the masked leather clad figure. “I’ve created my first son in 6000 years and it turns out that he’s a ho-mo-sexual.”
“Excuse me, ‘dad’, but the fact that I’m wearin’ mah thong on the outside doesn’t make me a homosexual.”
“Is that a fact?”
“You betcha.”
“Then why are you dressed as one of the Village People?”
“Dang ‘dad’ you’re lookin’ at the genuine article. I am the original bad boy of Disco. The Village People dedicated their song Macho Man to me. ‘Biker’ Eric, ‘Soldier’ Alex, ‘Native American’ Felipe, ‘Cop’ Ray, ‘Construction Worker’ David and ‘Cowboy’ Jeff are just ol’ buddies of mine. I met them when I was workin’ for Madonna. She wasn’t that famous then, cuz she just played the opening act for the Village People.”
“HHhmm, so you know many celebrities?”
“Ah sure do.”
“In that case you being a ho-mo-sexual could even be considered a quality.”
“Dangit, I ain’t gay, (not that there’s anythin’ wrong with bein’ gay). I just know a lot of gay people cuz I’m in the business.”
“You are in the business? And pray tell, what business is that?”
“Can’t you tell? Just look at mah fabulous physique. I’m the most successful male stripper in Hollywood.”
“Impressive…..most impressive,” the masked man continued with a note of arrogance, “Good, you already have access to Hollywood’s in-crowd. Now all I have left to do is test your talent for the Dark Force.”
“Dark Force? Are you kiddin’ me? Who the heck do ya think ya are? Darth Vader?”
As the leather clad figure suddenly touched mah brow with his gloved hand ah felled somethin’ change. I’m not sure what, but ah could feel somethin’ deep inside mah mind change.
Suddenly the dark figure grabbed mah shoulders, forcin’ me to kneel before him.
After taking of his gloves he raised his right hand above my head, splayin’ the fingers and rotatin’ his palm so I could see it was empty. His hairy grey hand remains suspended, the muscles in the forearm twitchin’ an’ jumpin’ like live wires. Then his hand plunged downward, like an eagle divin’ to snatch its prey, and it disappeared into mah mouth.
My mouth opened so wide the skin threatened tah split.
I didn’t get the chance to make a sound. Mah head snapped backwards until the crown nearly touched mah spine. My eyes teared up an’ rolled in their sockets and mah tongue jerked uncontrollably.
If there was an audience it must’ve looked as if this Darth Bunny was rummaging around in an empty gunnysack.
With a yell of triumph the leather clad man removed his arm from mah stomach. His bare arm slick with bowel juices.
“Bwahahahaha!!!”, he roared.
The thing he held aloft was a pink Easter egg? It pulsed and twitched in his grip.
The masked man waved his hand over the Easter egg and as if by magic it turned from bright pink to inkjet black. And as quickly as he had pulled it from mah stomach, he put it back in.
It was then that I finally started to wake up from this horrible nightmare.
Will the bus swing by Atlanta and pick me up? I just spray painted my cat pink and am waving her around by the tale - you can't miss us. I can probably keep this going another 30 minutes or so. (Okay, I want Tricky's story told first-hand.)
Will the bus swing by Atlanta and pick me up? I just spray painted my cat pink and am waving her around by the tale - you can't miss us. I can probably keep this going another 30 minutes or so. (Okay, I want Tricky's story told first-hand.)
GA, Ga, put that poor kitty down. I am sure that we will be able to find you. Do you have a pair of pink bunny slippers? If so, just strap flashlights to them, lie on the ground and wave you feet in the air. See you soon.
GA, Ga, put that poor kitty down. I am sure that we will be able to find you. Do you have a pair of pink bunny slippers? If so, just strap flashlights to them, lie on the ground and wave you feet in the air. See you soon.
Yeah, I just put her in the house. The first ten minutes of "bird, squirrel, leaf" was fine as she went round and round and round, but she was over that pretty quick. I'm sort of heavily scratched, is there medical care on the bus?
I just had a pedicure and the color is Pinking Of You (NO KIDDING!!). I'm on my way out and toes will be a-wavin'. Hurry . . . it's H-O-T.
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I can't say fur sure about any pink wind mills either, cuz it's still too dark to see outside. 
So good night y'all, the main man needs to catch him some well deserved zzz's.
The main man from P.I.N.K. in: Fishing for Easter eggs.
