scanning the floor for leftover appendages.
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Wednesday, July 16, 2003 So THEN I stepped off the curb, out into the street, and there was a plutonium tractor right there, spitting energy at me. That's quite a sunburn you can get from that. I limped back to the beach and fell asleep in the sand. When i woke up there was a crab twisting my ear. I guess the crab twisting my ear is what actually woke me up, but it didn't feel so much like that as that I woke up and then noticed that there was a crab twisting my ear. Not that I immediately knew it was a crab. There are something like six billion people in the world, and I've got to be the one waking up on the beach with a crab twisting my ear. The sounds coming in took on that peculiar twist, too, like they had to talk their way through security to get in. So there was some cancellation going on, the sound of the waves only intermittently penetrating. Then I threw the crab out into the water. It took part of my ear with it. Good riddance to bad ears, though. posted by Kingo Sleemer | 4:53 PM |
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