Saturday, May 28, 2016
A Dolf That Will Live In Infamy!
not quite
-What're YOU? The little HITLER
around here?
He had heard that before, but
seldom ordered anyone around
irrationally.
Almost never. The Employee Reports,
in fact, asked for more assertion!
Oh well, he was mostly a solo act.
Troubleshooting Auditor sent in
when others smelled fish, but couldn't
pin the figures down.
Now he had to jolly Andi, his live-in
girlfriend. He did that pretty well--
for a tinpot dictator.
Then she insisted he slink around like
Chaplin or Groucho Marx, heiling the cats,
who popped in and out, enjoying the game.
It all ended in laughter. Whereupon he
did his best at sex.
-It's a strange world, and we're strange!
Andi always ended in such a formulation
before they slept.
Staring into the mirror like a Swedish actress.
He told her he had fun with it.
She informed him that he was her
Snuggle Bunny!
Soon asleep in tiny breaths, the cats
joining them one by one.
Labels: baby talk, cats, comedy, dictator, Hitler, psychodrama, routine, strange couple
Saturday, October 18, 2014
The Place of Coffee and Enactment
Misty complains that Rudolph is not getting
Buck right.
Misty:
He’s all four-letter words!
Rudolph:
It’s acting. We suggest. If it’s one f-word
after the other, it’s too disgusting.
Misty:
Yeah it is! That’s him!
Darla steps in and plays Buck. She’s withering!
Rudolph:
Wow! Hidden fires.
Darla:
I suppose. I do fury!
The judge has decreed that Buck come in later
and watch the DVD. He sits like a librarian.
Buck:
A broad as me? How chick-flick!
Rudolph:
You’ll hafta watch it again and again if you don’t
say something positive.
Buck:
She uglier than I am.
But Buck does offer to play a part in the next psychodrama. He’s assigned sex-addict Carly. Really shimmies, even grabbing Rudolph by the crotch.
Rudolph:
Ouch! Don’t get carried away!
Buck:
We can be. Together.
In this tender moment, news comes that Rhonda has missed this performance to buy a gun!
Misty:
So what? It’s a Right To Shoot State!
But Darla inquires on her cell, finding out
it’s a gift to Rhonda’s mother for Mothers’ Day.
Buck:
So sweet! Like you!
Darla:
Stick to Rudolph, you pig!
Now Misty informs Buck that if he didn’t clean up
his act right now, she’d...!
Buck:
You’ll get Rhonda’s mother to shoot me, or Rudolph to blow me!
Rudolph:
You’re sub-human!
Buck:
You’ll love it! Ask Misty about my humongous package!
More Words follow, and Buck destroys the furniture. Cops get there, and him in a
choke-hold, and he squeaks out:
I’m innocent! They’re the criminals! Breaking up
loving relationships!
Misty has a change of heart then, hitting one
of the cops.
Buck:
See?
Labels: guns, love, manners, psychodrama, relationships, sex, therapy, violence
