My Dead Wife pt.II


LIQUID handsoap?

Yeah, right.

They're gonna be sorry they ever laid eyes on me

With that, I turned away from myself in the bathroom mirror and walked back into the theater, which was pretty empty, so I sat behind a Mexican couple near the back. I leaned forward and in a loud whisper said:

"Asalamalakim, m'man. Terrific movie, eh? You know, I've always been a huge fan of the teachings of Dr. King - You know, all that 'Oooow...I feeel good'"

"Look man, I ain't black"

"yeahwhatever...Hey! remember this one: 'oooh ride ride ride awoOOOooooo'"

"What the fuck's up, man?"

"Fuck youyouYOU...I've gotta pee"

So I went back and found myself in that mirror.


-------- More later, I guess ----------

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