Feed the dragon #68

(until I think of something interesting...)

Marvellous minute in an ocean of crunk. Cut to Mr. Dressup and a copper-plated trunk. Puppets self-assemble and chatter over brunch. I've asked for strawberry banana and the robes of a monk. The brother sat down and began to whistle, rubbed my stubbled face until I would bristle, "Touch me not - I'm a model; this pose is for the magazine!" then I admitted to the doctor I'm allergic to tartrazine. Cheetos dropped from the sky like hydrogenated butterflies, but I'm a bee sting baby and dislike the honey hives...


The Mighty Kat said...

puppets self-assemble? you scared me

Wanderlust Scarlett said...

Strawberry Banana Tartrazine and Cheetos? What time is lunch?

Scarlett & Viaggiatore

Wanderlust Scarlett said...


You've been gone way too long, you need to come back and write.

You are being missed.

Scarlett & Viaggiatore