Thursday, June 23, 2005

PK’s Immature Short Stories: #17

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Laughing Gasteroid

 

We were all there, stoned and smiling.

Then someone farted funnily. And as if it brought one fierce sonic pleasure.

It was then that we realized we were on speakerphone with the client.

A metallic, static “Woah” sounded out of the speaker-part-of-said phone

 like a piece of burnt smoking toast

popping out

 of an ultra-springy toaster.

 

~Fin~

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