Pen Springs

Wednesday, 25 June 2008

These two business chicks hired me to be a rehersal motivational manager. The staff was a bit nervous (probably terrified out of their asses) about the real thing so they asked me, but the deal was none of the employes knew I was fake. They thought if I could show them motivational managers could be cheery guys, someday they'd come to love them. It's just usual business practice these days. So what I did was get dressed as Santa Claus and started putting a bunch of pen springs in my mouth. And they just sat there with blank expressions on their face. What a bunch of naïve folks, I thought to myself. And I was having the fun of my life. Getting all that stuff out was a bit hard, with steel hooked inside my mouth and all and I couldn't get all of them because they were stuck in between my front teeth, so I decided to do a Bugs Bunny impression. You know, because of the whiskers. Afterwards we'd lie in the bed with these two, with a sort of vertical view, they didn't look too bad that way.

We also went to the sea a bit before this, late at night and it looked like a shallow lake. Stinked as well. So out of nowhere come these crabs that were like two of them attached at the ass or head, I can't tell. They had these four claws and they walked on them like some aliens from the War Of The Worlds. "What the fuck is that?" I cry off the top of my lungs. "It's just the crabs, stupid". Then I remember they really were just ordinary crabs, I just couldn't remember since the last time I was at sea, I just saw one and that was the first time I was ever at sea as well. There were a whole shitload of them, you could barely walk amongst them like some crab king. Apparently they came to land for food and accasionalhy someone would try to chew off your shoe, but other than that, it was pretty awesome.