Monday, January 9, 2006

Alone in the City Street

sites like this piss me right off. minimal value, lots of broken conventions, a four. a four. an excerpt, and a salutation:

"A flourish of trout approached
The Royal Stent and
Duprois unholstered his handgun
and began firing into the
water. A few geese on the fringes
of the lake flapped up and flew
away. There was one kind of fatass
goose (as always is the case)
that just [went through the motions]
and then went back to
like sucking at a chunk of moss
hoping to find a piece of fried
chicken or something."
~ MEMG 3

until next time, z911