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Five on Buddha against Bruce Lee (Prose Poem) by Luzr
"Welcome to Denny's" were the only words I could hear of the girls voice,
and I looked over to see James Dean walking in, with Marylin Monroe on
his arm. They sat in smoking, and grabbed a karaoke song-list. Currently
Babe Ruth was singing a country song about a little girl finding Jesus
in her living room. Ironically all the other patrons knew that he was in
the can. They could smell the holy shit. Later that night I overheard
him talking to Buddha, and they kept laughing over old jokes.
"The greeks were right, but boy did we ever have them going," chuckled
Buddha.
"Oh man, I couldn't believe Hades thought it was so funny he gave me a
day pass" replied Jesus, with a few taps on his table "Oh man, you
wouldn't have believed the look on Paul's face, man".
"Say, you ever gonna pass that bowl J.C.?" asked Buddha.
"W'oh man, let me hit it" Retorted the famed Jesu.
"Well then hit it already bitch" Buddha responded.
"I'm going to man, so as I fine my lighter" said J.C., as he lit his
companion's cigarette.
"Your lighter's a gay basher, look at how many fags it sets on fire"
Buddha replyed before releasing the the smoke.
"That makes you a fag man, cause man your always sucking on a fag til it'
s gone" laughed J.C.
Needless to say a fist fight later ensued. Jesu won naturally. Arrogant
jewish bastard. I had five on Buddha against Bruce Lee.
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