I sat next to a demon on the bus yesterday. She had on a floppy black hat that covered her face. She stank. I felt defeated just being next to her. I got a quick glimpse of her face, a distorted and acne laced bag of pus it was. And she ate pork skins with a lousy salvo of crunches, bite by mighty bite. She was listening to her ipod. It sounded like a Fastball cover of a Human League song…Hell Damn, she was a Demon, eh? Yeah, I showed my disgust and spoke with my crotch. I got kicked off the bus…ME! Everyone stared and hissed and dismissed my crotch talk as a relic from another era. Prigs! AS for the demon…I got her number you germs.
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