Monday, June 30, 2008



118.

    The rocks gave way to floorboards. The creatures stopped their taunting and grew quiet. I felt something else was in the room with us. Suddenly a piercing voice rang out. “Oh, for God’s sake, cut them loose and take off those ghastly hoods!”
   I was flooded with relief when I saw Conrad next to me. We stood before a nine-foot green vision all arms and legs topped with a square block of a head sitting behind and elaborate baroque desk. “Girls, girls! I told you to be gentle and look what you’ve done! Now get out of here right this minute! Shoo! All of you right now!”
   Our captors hovered around us for a moment. They moaned and hissed. They traced our bodies with their machetes. “You disease carrying, sex addled pedophiles.”, one whispered. “We will be waiting for you.” And then they were gone.
   “Oh these damned senators!”, gasped the creature in exasperation. “You can’t live with them and you can’t live without them. They do perform a function. They do their job with relish so I can’t complain too much. And they’re cheap! They’re always on sale at the mega store. I buy oodles of them there all the time.” The apparition rolled its eyes. “I’m so sorry about your little feathered friends, your little headless feathered friends. It’s just that my little helpers (I call them my little helpers) take everything so seriously, especially themselves. Poor little things. They aren’t very bright. They aren't very bright to begin with, you know, and I suppose when you're bought and paid for, you have to put on a show, especially for yourself. Well, I’m going to have to make everything all right, aren’t I?”
   It rose from the desk and sashayed toward us. “Don’t worry, girlfriends. I’ve got scads of goodies planned for us. We’re going to have a fabulous time together! But what is the matter with me? I haven’t introduced myself.”


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