Sunday, December 31, 2006

Scenes from a Play.

Justin: I... I can't do this anymore, baby.
Elena: Do what, honey?
Justin: (long pause) You know.
Elena: (longer pause) I... don't.
Justin: Babe... do you remember when we first met... what I was doing?
Elena: Yeah, you were selling stuffed dolls on the pier.
Justin: Yeah, and do you remember the first thing I said to you?
Elena: Yeah, you said "communist monkeys are scheming a coup."
Justin: What did you think that meant?
Elena: (laughing) I thought you were either trying to be funny or you were a complete nutcase!
Justin: (laughs) Well, guess what baby you were right!
Justin grabs a vase and smashes it over Elena's head, causing her to bleed from the temples.
Elena: (shocked) Ah! Justin!... What are you...?!
Justin scoops up a handful of the vase's broken glass shards and starts rubbing them into Elena's eyes.
Elena: Oh my God-- stop!
Justin: (jumping up and down) Communist monkeys are scheming a coup! Communist monkeys are scheming a coup!
Elena: (blindly crawling around the floor) What is this, Justin?!
Justin: Communist monkeys are scheming a coup!

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Only Your Mother Truly Knows.

FUCK! BITCH! SHIT! COCK! CUNT! PUBIC HAIR! TESTICLES! DIARRHEA! GONNORHEA! CHLAMYDIA! LESBIANISM! MIDGET WRESTLING! DINGLEBERRIES! HEMORHOIDS! GIGANTISM! OLD LADIES WHO CAN'T DRIVE! DINGLEBERRIES! DINGLECHERRIES! JINGLEBERRIES! JEWISH MUSLIMS! BLACK CHINESE BABIES! DISFIGURED FULL-FIGURED MODELS! JUDGE JUDY IS A DYKE! ABOVE THE LAW! BELOW THE POLE! MOLES ARE HAIRY AND A HAIRY ASS MOLE! SING MY YEARBOOK? BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS! URINATION STREET BY THE CURE! A SEMI-PROFESSIONAL ASS-GRABBER! LANCE BASS SEEN BUYING CONDOMS! WHAT YOU GONNA DO WITH THOSE, LANCE? HUUUUUH???