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Ack Bassward, or something like that (Other) by thepinkbunnyofdoom

Woke up early. Right around sunset. Made myself a bowl of whiskey and cancer sticks. Ate it down and followed it up with a chasing screwdriver. Walked outside to my lemon colored motor tryke. Got on back and drove off onto the lake, four miles off the road. So here I am. Just sitting on the shore of this infernos they call a lake. When along comes this girl. She's selling her virginity. So I figure why not? After all that glow is kinda nice. So I no sooner have it than she becomes a whore. Being a new virgin and naive to what she had become she took it from me. Sourly disappointed I ran off in a huff. After walking for about an hour I reached the road. Being in foul temperament and naked I decide to use my thumb to get a ride. Along came a biker and he said hop on. Still retaining some of my naivety I decided against my better judgment and got on back. Shortly there after I was brought to this bar where he gathered with his pack. With hussed whispers they talked of things I hope I shall never come about. Sensing my own impending doom I quickly to my surroundings in. Smokey bar, with guards at the exits but none watching the bathroom. So I walk in proclaiming taking a leak, and whom should I meet? A man clearly not able to hold his liquor down past out on the floor. Much as I'd rather not I take his clothes and manage to fit them on. I then proceed to sneak out the window and walk out to where my host parked. I watched in terror as they pulled the drunken lout out and he was beaten and burnt screaming. They lit him up with Kerosene and set his body a flame with some left over nicotine. Oddly enough the police arrived shortly there after and I was put into a cage. Here I told my story and almost convinced them of my story when in came this shrink. Suddenly I was two feet tall and had lost my tongue. I ended up confessing to everything. So there after in the cell right next to me was this man selling me his dignity. For a cigarette and a favor I didn't intend to live up too, he let me have it. Shortly there after I managed to convince them I was insane. They put me alone in my cell and the shrink came to talk to me again. Once again I got two feet tall, but this time I ran out under all the bars and threw myself out the laundry shoot. In the laundry room I got to feeling better and grew back to normal size, and grabbed a guards uniform. I walked out and to this day none are the wiser. Muwhahahahahaha

horus8 29-Jun-03/5:20 PM
Because in the real world that wouldn't happen, and in a imaginary world it would be considered unimaginatively boring, unorganic as far as the story goes, and irrelevant first off. Secondly, it's not my style, I tailored it to you. If it was mine, it wouldn't be posted because it has NO focus, no center. What you've done here is invented something better left to lie around longer in the hopes of being put to better use than that.

1) It's horrendously long.
2) has the shape of pigeon shit on a slow moving vehicle.
3) Attempts wildly to be cool and different, but insteads winds up cold and humorless.
4) Starts off at something worth writing about & ends up at something not worth reading entirely. Muwahhaha or not.
5) Writing is an exercise in communicating specific ideas. not to listen to yourself be unspecific




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