(20.06.97)
Feeling ... of blood dripping from above onto an unclothed portion of flesh ... a banana skin ... telephones everywhere ringing ... as the blue nun is killed by an innocent passer-by flung by the force of the careering truck ... pasty ... tall Egyptian immigrants shouting at the nearby guards ... chronic indigestion from eating ... spent goods and empty shelves ... dividing the toilet duck equally ... shoes ... causing problems on an immense scale ... car crashes into a pushchair whilst the mother chats ... four gates open simultaneously ... onlookers ... boardroom staples ... locket ... hearts pumping faster and faster ... acres of fields being eaten by plump 75st locusts ... suspender belts and cowboy hats ... thrown into a supermarket like a discarded pencil sharpener ... told to pelt pelt ... sticks ... monkey wrench ... tunnel of love in an ancient fairground ... causing a pool to form on the pool blueprints ... stuffed with lamps ... plagued by three thousand irate foreigners holding aloft half-empty tubes of toothpaste ... green . . . ambling awkwardly ... jackets bent lazily around the forest perimeters at dusk ... furnace of doom ... pleasant flowers smelling of wet walls on a spring morning ... gerbils ... losing all ... Feeling.
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Sunday, March 30, 2008
Sunday, April 30, 2006
THE REFRIGERATOR TRACKER
(14.06.97)
Tim had a job that many people thought of as bizarre. But people didn't realise how busy Tim actually was. The disappearance of refrigerators was an extremely frequent occurrence.
Many that Tim had tracked down had cracked and confessed that they had upped and left because they were disillusioned with life. Most, however, had eloped, although some had left due to their overwhelming aspirations to become a freezer, a washing machine, or a whole variety of other household appliances, and some had quite simply become irritated with their owners and had left to discover pastures new.
The refrigerators liked Tim, because he knew how to treat them right. They trusted him when he caught up with them, because he listened to them and sorted out their problems for them.
However, it has all changed now. News is arriving that Tim is dead.
The world of cold storage is in mourning for the only person who took notice and understood them.
How did Tim die?
The butler did it!
Tim had a job that many people thought of as bizarre. But people didn't realise how busy Tim actually was. The disappearance of refrigerators was an extremely frequent occurrence.
Many that Tim had tracked down had cracked and confessed that they had upped and left because they were disillusioned with life. Most, however, had eloped, although some had left due to their overwhelming aspirations to become a freezer, a washing machine, or a whole variety of other household appliances, and some had quite simply become irritated with their owners and had left to discover pastures new.
The refrigerators liked Tim, because he knew how to treat them right. They trusted him when he caught up with them, because he listened to them and sorted out their problems for them.
However, it has all changed now. News is arriving that Tim is dead.
The world of cold storage is in mourning for the only person who took notice and understood them.
How did Tim die?
The butler did it!
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