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Re: The Tale of Lizzy Booger
I can't help pointing out a few things in this piece although I don't have the stomach to go into details here. Sort of reminds me of that scene in "Man on the Moon" when Jim Carrey/Andy Kaufman sticks fake snot onto his upper lip right under his nostril while lunching with Danny Devito and the poor guy is torn between being disgusted and trying to point out to this guy that he has snot on his upper lip. Then Carrey actually moves the snot to the other nostril and causes greater confusion. You should see that movie especially that scene.
It wasn't one of those little wet streaks either, no, this one actually crawled down the screen aming aiming for my shaking hands on the keyboard.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…(.)
I sat there and looked at her and thoughts of her dancing naked flutter fluttered through my mind.
She had light brown, shoulder(-)length hair from what I could see in my mirror, and she KNEW she looked good. She knew like a football player who has just one won the MVP for the season knows that he is good.
I looked out the windshield and up to check the status of the light , (omit)(wait for the sarcasm).
Numerous times since this happened to me (Although a long time ago), the memory of it pops into my mind for no apparent reason and my guts flop over.
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