I couldn't say. The biggest problem I've run up against lately is being transported to some strange City where everyone's routinely forced to be silly at Deities' whims, you see, it's quite the predicament.
So Anansi the spider - you know him, handsome fellow, good at almost everything - he come from this place called Africa, where the people have skin like coal and brains like gods. And he can sing and dance, but one day he on the run you see.
And he runs because Tiger - he's an old crotchety man - he wants Anansi to apologize for stealing his balls. Anansi says it's fair and square, you know the drill.
So this is when the slave trade is a going, and Anansi knows, but he runs into the pocket of this fine high-tittied girl to you know, let Tiger cool off! He scratches his big fine head and says he'll wait, and decides to take a nice, long sleep while he's at it.
Well when he wakes he's on a ship, cruising on the ocean, but he whispers his name to the girl, the slave girl who he can barely remember.
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Oh, it's Wanda, by the way. Wanda Maximoff.
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Wanda, huh? Strong name, Wanda.
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Thank you. I think my mother would say as much, too. What's your name?
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I'm Mr. Nancy.
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It's good to meet you.
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So lets start with a story!
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And he runs because Tiger - he's an old crotchety man - he wants Anansi to apologize for stealing his balls. Anansi says it's fair and square, you know the drill.
You're following me?
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Well when he wakes he's on a ship, cruising on the ocean, but he whispers his name to the girl, the slave girl who he can barely remember.
And that's how the spider came to America.
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I do like that one--and that name, Anansi. I've never heard it before.
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