right here's the drill. everyone posts 5 words, in corispondace to the last 5 words.
eg,
me: one day in the small
someone else:village of kirkcowan a boy
another guy: found a ball on a
some other person: shed roof near the old
ect,,,,,

get it?

lets go.




it was eerily cold that,,,,,

..morning, eyeballs froze and extremities..

....fell off with a thud.....

and broke on the ice

I fell in and drownd

Then I felt a hand

upon the left buttock, squeezing

it very gently. The end.

The end was the beginning

of a very interesting tale

I heard pigs can fly

... and there are pink elephants...

they taste like chicken

drowned people love pink food

but it has no taste

try the pig's wings, yum!

yes, and they are pink

but not as pink as

pink may seem, artificial color

has no place in organic

... vegetables, carrots wouldn't look right....

if served with imitation life

I sadled the pink elephant

and took a long trip

to a far away place

back deep in my head

After cleaning out the cobwebs,

... I found a strange memory ....

I was the pink elephant...

you just thought you were

but my trunk WAS pink










(careful now ...remember children read this forum)

as was my other suitcases...

:

but the trunk was larger

than other trunks in here

and in it, I found

a rainbow coloured velvet hat

which doesn't go with anything

but belonging to Quentin Crisp

who is cocoa crisp's brother

who didnt like melted chocolate

it was a splendid find.

especially Quentins chocolate coated skidpants

That he lost in 1969

along with his brown socks

because when you're dead everything is tastes of dirt

Quentin's dear old Mum said

I'm getting too old to

sit naked by the pool

but it feels sooooo good