Burt the Butt ( The Adventures of a friend of Linebow)
Barney the butt is my best friend, but he hardly acknowledges the wine glass he invented with his elbows. Even though it sparks a controversy when I bring it up, he only killed me 28 times, so I am not that mad at him. Not mad at him forever. But one day when I picked an ionion from a mango tree, I found another world inside of the mango, and then I traversed forward, back in time, and came back to the future, in the year 19fd. but whenever I would tip the soldier off, he would run to the machines and sell the spoiles for another couple of couples. One the sunday afternoon of may, upon the hilly sands of time stood a dark enemy that the world has since known, and wondrous butt face that spanned all of time's tides. He stood upon the bluff at the edge of the tit cliff (his name was Burt the Butt) and blew a kiss off of a boomerang, knowing full well the kiss would come back to him. because he loved himself to death, and he died from such loving, and buried himself underground after he died many years ago, and then walked away in grief. Upon his knee sat the corner of chicago, and unbeknownst to him and his lawyer, the bus had already traversed the pod and knew nothing of president kennedy's whereabout. And by the way, I killed marilyn monroe. The investigation is over. Then after he said this to his own mind, he proceeded forever.