Friday, September 8, 2017

REPRESENTIN'



INT - ARC HIM ASYLUM - DAY


DENNY PACE , hospitalized after an "all - nighter" with Voice to Skull and Accoustic Weapons that functioned as Psychophysics weapons woke up tied to a bed

BLOOM in the corner behind the NURSE smiling
while the nurse pumped his vein for of Thorazine

"It might sting and you might feel some pain in your nerves,' the nurse said

BLOOM - Stingo - I shall Call Thee Stingo! Bloom said
YES
YES
YES
Bloom flew around like a cartton bee outta' Disney

"Po' Po ' Po Denny Pace
has duh Face of my race
Po' po' Denny Pace has duh Face of my Race ..."


DENNY felt the Thorazine in his mind
and spit drip down his lips

"The Chosen Ones never consdiered Some to be Chosen but Kazars
More then Hitler himself did they want "the wrong kinda' kinda' gone gone gone
for a certain type a' Chosen made them all look
well
LIKE YOU Denny Pace
face-ie
face-ie
face
face !!!!"

BLOOM now presented on the ceiling like a flower
the most hdeous flower BLOOM could dream up to project upon
his Mentee...

'OOOOOOOOH Duh Plwaces We Will Go duh Shhhhky iz Duh LIMIT!"

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