The earth started to quake while the wind blew ferociously. Cracks in the ground caused steaming gas to fire through the unnatural ventilation, feeling like an attack on the senses. Otto was delirious from all sudden movement and couldn’t help but drop to the ground as if it was the only logical direction to move in.
The banana jumped out of bed lickity split and looked at his monkey clock hanging on the back wall.
“Shit!” He yelled forcefully.
Gathering up all of his banana-related items he ran out the door and jumped into his favorite pair of rollerblades while simultaneously lighting a truncated cigarette. He had mastered this collective action,…[Read more]
This has become an all too common occurrence in my daily routine. Typically, I would point towards the positive and even necessary application of this technique to evolve the mind and subsequent social behavior; however, given that life has been repeatedly pounding the shit out of me…I’m afraid my compulsive reflections have only led towards…[Read more]