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A study of faith.
                                            *Guru Speaks*

                    *The Law of Rebirth is the greatest natural law upon
                    our planet*

                    (Finger cymbals ring)

                    *It is the process of progressive development from
                    the grossest materialism to spiritual perfection*

                    (Finger cymbals ring)

                      Screeeeeeeeeach .... baaaaaaaamp!

        The elevator has stopped between floors. Muzzy opens his eyes
        and takes off his @Sony Walkman. There is a slender lady pressing
        all the buttons.

        "Shit! Shit! Shit!" she curses. "There's a phone and I have a cell.."
          Muzzy is cut off by her cursing, "Fuck! Who? Oh, you in the corner."

          "Do you know who I am?" she bellows. "Nope." he calmly replies.
          "I'm Cate Blanchett and I'm late for a very important audition." she

          "Your back jean pockets are torn." Muzzy points. "There supose to
            be .... americans." eyes roling under her huge forehead. "What's
            the part?" Muzzy is killing time.

            Cate lowers her huge forehead at Muzzy, "American @Baby Doll."
            "Well, I know something about that. Do you know Terri Hatcher?"
            Muzzy moves closer to Cate. "Sounds familiar.. a baseball player?"
            she is unfazed.

            "Superman's girl friend(big smile). Anyway I can give you tips on
            being a @Baby Doll." Muzzy is standing inches from Cate's round

            "I am a classically trained actor! What kind of tips?" she tilts her huge
            forehead to the right. "Well, always maintain eye contact. You want to
            be in control and try to get the client undressed first." Muzzy puts index
            finger of right hand behind Cate's tight jeans, rubbing buckle with his thumb.

            "I want cock." Cate lowers her huge forehead at Muzzy. Muzzy raises his
            kilt with crouchtless plaid tights. "I love a clean shaven man" Cate plunges
            her porpoise forehead under Muzzy's kilt.

            "Mmmmm tastes like taffy." Cate mumbles. "Now, your my @Baby Doll."
            Muzzy hums. Muzzy puts his @Sony Walkman on:

                                          *The Guru Speaks*

                      *Let light stream forth and descend upon our lips*


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