Giant Clam attacks Skyscraper
August 10th 2008 23:47
A Giant Clam, giganticus clamourous, has forced frightened orifice-workers out of their building, a cloudscraper, after lurching onto the phallus in the heart of the city.
"I looked up and all I could see was a giant beard," said one frightened widow-cleaner who was being comforted by a mortgage repayment.
The city, a strange palace at the best of times, has never seen such chaos as traffickers ground to a standstill while buskers prayed for their loaves.
"Please, give me this day my daily bread," one sang while beating a drum and passing a hat.
"I wouldn't like to have to pass a hat for a living," said one fleeting businessman as he straightened his jacket while droolers polished his loafers.
"It looks excruciating," said another, as the hat, a broad-brimmed number, made it's way kicking and screeching into this world scarce half-wit made-up.
The Giant Clam, a giant by any measure, had earlier, much earlier, engulfed the shitty in its rubbery goodness as seafoot connoisseurs dipped their loads.
"It looks good enough to eat," said one startled gourmet, tucking into the half-eaten remains of a decaying busker who had earlier kicked the basket.
The city, nothing like a colony of insects, is set to return to the ground from whence it came just as soon as the insects have gone to heaven.
The clam, speaking through lawyers, released this little pearl:
Shiny.
"I looked up and all I could see was a giant beard," said one frightened widow-cleaner who was being comforted by a mortgage repayment.
The city, a strange palace at the best of times, has never seen such chaos as traffickers ground to a standstill while buskers prayed for their loaves.
"Please, give me this day my daily bread," one sang while beating a drum and passing a hat.
"I wouldn't like to have to pass a hat for a living," said one fleeting businessman as he straightened his jacket while droolers polished his loafers.
"It looks excruciating," said another, as the hat, a broad-brimmed number, made it's way kicking and screeching into this world scarce half-wit made-up.
The Giant Clam, a giant by any measure, had earlier, much earlier, engulfed the shitty in its rubbery goodness as seafoot connoisseurs dipped their loads.
"It looks good enough to eat," said one startled gourmet, tucking into the half-eaten remains of a decaying busker who had earlier kicked the basket.
The city, nothing like a colony of insects, is set to return to the ground from whence it came just as soon as the insects have gone to heaven.
The clam, speaking through lawyers, released this little pearl:
Shiny.
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Comment by Lilla
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I saw the film, and dropped a penny in the hat *chuckle* bravo.
As always thanks for the sane smile.
Lilla ...
Comment by Norm
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in these days of journalism I think I'm going to be sick
err...
Happy to put a smileage on your dialage.
Cheerio.
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Comment by Norm
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