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i was awakened this morning when the universe exploded in my right ear. i visited my plastic surgeon to have my ear replaced for the 3652nd time this week, but a nun had urinated in the surgeon's breakfast cereal putting him in a terrific mood. as a joke he replaced my ear with a vagina so I now have a place to keep my credit cards and a spare pair of underwear.
a story for jesse
john matthew martin the three-hundred-fifty-second woke up thirteen seconds before his alarm cock was set to go off, he got up, showered and had a breakfast and had a breakfast of hamster ears and toast.
he went to his job selling horror novels, the most terrifying being those about the sex lives of republicans.
his lunch consisted of fried air.
he spent the afternoon playfully throwing poison-tipped darts at customers as they entered the store.
after he cleaned up he fell through a hole in time and broke his nose.
travelogue
in order to get from where he was to where he wanted to go he travelled.
the true fish
walking down the street he saw the cow of multitude. he was astonished that she was not wearing a wrist watch.
is the beginning the end or the beginning or are marshmallows purple. in what way is sanity sane. is reality real or does each one have his own.
the fishermen of the world are uniting for hannukah.
can one always be where one is, or is this only possible in a mall in tibet.
and so the master ate his lunch for lunch.
There is not much left unless I post what I wrote of what was going to be a novel.
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