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Prologue 3
LizPiggo didn't answer,
she just handed the money over to the
Chinese lady and nestled into the quadruple
wide booster seat the Chinese lady had placed
for her. She liked LizPiggo. LizPiggo give her money.
The Chinese lady looked at the proud puppet
who already had a bib on, with similar greed,
dollar signs were swimming in her eyes and she
began to salivate and tremble. LizPiggo was also salivating and trembling from anticipation.
This made Gus uneasy so he ordered what the
old Chinese beach told him and kept LizPiggo busy
while it was reheated in the kitchen.
The hot wok sizzled, like the sound of spit
on a furnace you experimented with when your grandmother was busy looking for the meds
you hid from her. Ahh yes, the Moo Shu was on
and the Chinese lady had put almost enough
salt and pepper in Dixie cups for the both of them.
They were gonna eat like Kings. Gus thought about whether or not Chinese had Kings or whether
they were just televangelist car salesman like we had. Moments later a young Chinese woman was
bringing out the food, while the old hag was riding
on her back pointing out where she should walk
and place the food. There was quite a bit of it. LizPiggo likee. LizPiggo also seemed to like the Chinese woman, which the old lady took the liberty of dolling up.Unbuttoning a few of her blouse buttons
on the way to the table and posting a sticky note
of prices on the marriage aged woman.
The old woman snickered and then muttered
something like now I'm Pat Sajack!
You pick this time in buffet line. No tax, under table.
I eat bankers, or something anti-semetic like that.
Gus and LizPiggo were delirious from hunger
and dug in immediately. Gus opened his Fortune
while he ate. It read that today is the day! He knew it!…...
Just like an irish man who decided to leave the pub and get a job. Oh,
but the other cookie had multiple fortunes in it,
or should we say misfortunes. After LizPiggo cartoon aardvark vacuumed the cookies out of his hand-
he read, "you are gonna get it in the back of the head, die, we are coming for you and vote for Joe Biden !
After they had finished eating the old lady chose
her tip amount which was the rest of the money.
She playfully handed the young lady a tip
and then took it right back laughing gregariously.
When she came back with doggie bag
(Chinese satanic communism temples),
she tossed them on the table and told Gus
to box himself. I no punk beach ! ...
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Jude Herrick
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