Slam

Wham bam thank you ma’am. This is a slam and slam I am. First and formost I DON’T like your name. I live in Pee Dee. How can I slam someone who has the name of my home. Nope, I’ll just have to call you Dis-strower, because you’re no destroyer, just a dis thrower. Actually I think you are a wuss who just pretends to go off the deepest of the deep ends, so deep I get the bends just from reading your fuss. If you want to strow some of that stuff my way I’m here any day. I’ve got you covered. Just roll those snake eyes and I’ll throw them back at you, Full of hypnosis and lobototosis. Girlfriend, you’ll think you’re brain dead. That hurtful dirt you normally spread will clump up right behind your eyes. You wont be able to see any of those trashy words. You’ll think you have verbal lock jaw. You’ll be outgunned in the raw, in a snowstorm of inuendo, pseudo cyber ju jit su, combined with verbal ka-ra-tayyyyy. Come on girl, Charles is here todayyyyy ready to dance on your playyyy. savvayyy??? © Jul 16 2010 Charles Henderson for PD’s “slam” contest