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Prologue 10 Assorted and misc pangs and bangs
The atmosphere was alive and palpable,
surreal really
as the aegean blue of electrons after a
summer downpour, where the crickets take a short reprieve to zen the petrichor.
The little company looked one to another,
spellbound by the new revelations. "Hillary and the People's Enslavement by China better not try
and hoard my food, buying farmland through
Bill Gates (their dojoboy). Said LizPiggo, "I can't take another hundred or so food processing plant
spontaneous accidents", she added, her jowls
and upper arm fat flapping feverishly.
"Why can't America grow food and fertilizer for Americans!?" With that, Chuck Shroomer and Nancy Mamosi kicked through the door with four ATF cartel members. "Not so fast,
everybody's hands where we can see them!"
"Nice and easy", hissed Nancy.
Penney replied indignantly, "no, it's actually
a home salon blend concocted by my former pimp!",
she shot Silky a look. (Silky understood he was
now HER beach).
"No, you stupid Christian sympathizers, redneck trailer trash! You'll be right at home in my FEMA trailers, haha!" Nancy was smudging her clown makeup in livid possession through pharmakeia. Her dark circles merged with the dark shadows, and also her eye shadows.
Penney fidgeted under the table unbeknownst to
the six traitors before them, pulling a Desert Eagle
out from somewhere. Before flashing
and thus distracting the agents, Penney
had handed the gun over to LizPiggo who
blew the agent's brains out in impending starvation
fueled rage! She was as animated as a Man trying to transition as a Woman at "show and tell"-hour at a grade school!
Chuck and Nancy scattered like cockroaches to
the other rooms then disappeared out into the
darkness...
Copyright ©
Jude Herrick
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