Friday, April 25, 2014

 

Forensics and the Freezer


Something to Remember You By*

-Why did she keep an arm? I mean, she stabbed him a frenzied
two hundred, give or take. Then acid-bathed him. Then, ground...

-Stop there! I get the gist.

-They find the arm in the freezer. Wrapped up like a roast.
Hadn’t really been able to extract DNA before this.

-(sings) Please give me something to remember you by.

-(also singing) When you are far away from me-yee.

-Some little something saying love will not die.

The
y continue alternating in song.


*Howard Dietz and Arthur Schwartz

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Friday, March 28, 2014

 

Still You Wouldn’t Trade It For a Pot of Gold



Common Procedures


-Mikey over at Laurette’s Lunch says TV crews eat ravenously.

-From guilt. Taking a tragic situation and milking it.

-Yeah, if it bleeds it leads. Anyway, some guy shot at his wife and Romeo of Moment in that neighborhood. Missed in his rage, but chased naked duo down the mean streets.

-Stray bullet offed a cockroach--Second Amendment Casualty.

-Anyway, six days ago! So keep on bleeding it?

-Or milking it. But, they may yet get some footage from business security cameras.

-Whatever.  That’ll show glimpses of titty, bush, plus terrorized, thus wizened, dick. All of it later pixelated to keep us pure!

-The same moral page imperative!

-Ah Show Business, like, totally so fuckin-wonderful!

-I, for one, have never, ever, lost the romance of it!

-Cue The Sound of Music with your iPad!

-How is THAT relevant?

-Like nothing is.


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