Sunday, August 29, 2010

Multiplayer Scattergories





"How mice. As children, repellent mice eating away at the flesh, ravenous space where proliferation, small and disgusting, evil rats. They're everywhere, everywhere, not a hole where you do not acquattino in their flatness by insinuating cockroach, hidden eye of the unaware,

you are the ignorant, you are forced to leave for them, forced

acts in their lie, to spoil everything that they are in small holes in which they take refuge, cursed. As insects, even as insects. How small insects and blacks, come, come from god knows where, they fill up all of their unwelcome and unpleasant presence, moving, yes moving unseen, treacherous slide into every corner, in their flat but obtusely rounded forms, blacks, disgusting and slimy, worm-like wheels, leeches, small leeches, leeches disgusting black and flattened.

should be hunted, to be hunted

And everything comes from growth, their growth, when small and white, yet not interfere substantially in subtle form, according to real estate in their nests. But then time passes, they become large and small, black beetle in color, begin the development forms dall'irritante appearance and texture. An eyesore to see, when ruin the purity of what is yours, yours and no one else's, your, your

should be hunted, to be hunted, to be hunted, hunted

go hunting! With a knife, uprooted , prodded and forced to fall away, fall from their safe havens to a flatness water, shelter under the remains and then be thrown away, disappear, drowned bodies from invaders in sewer or buried among the rubbish, most found, never found, dead to our eyes eternally dead, dead

should be made to disappear! Disappear forever from the face of the earth, must ... "


Pomi?


Yes Popi?


It 'possible that every time you eat a slice of watermelon you have to do all this mess?


But the seeds ...


Nonono, but that that seed. It's three o'clock in the morning. Shut up.


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