Jan 17, 2008 23:43
Pengoo
A small penguin, of the rockhopper variety. Spending his days jumping from boulder to snow. He eats his fill of krill, smokes unfiltered camels, and has a strong belief in Christ. At some point the character's of my childhood managed to get away from me and develop. Since I threw the puppets into my closet, they have turned into some sort of kinky sex cult. Orgiastic parties break out, fireflies fingerbanging the alligator. My small snoopy driving a plush powder blue corvette was pulled over last week for swerving. He rotted in an LA county jail cell next to Kiefer Sutherland.
Even now, things in my mind are slowly spoiling like last Thursday's milk. I think about them, worry they have turned, and ask my friends to taste.
a) I am perfectly normal in a mental sense
b) I have very nice friends and family
c) I have completely fucking crazy friends and family
d) all of the above?
I am not even sure where this started or ended.