Ventriloquism

"Ventriloquism?"
"Ventriloquism"
I sighed. "You know your mother and I support you no matter what, but have you really thought this through?"
"Ye-es, of course."
"We can afford the start up cost, of course. It's just don't want this to turn out like your band, or your quilting society, or your becoming a world class domino rally expert."
"It won't be"
"Do you really think this is the best use of your degree?"
"It's a growth industry."
"Honey, I don't think that's true."
"Think about it, vaudeville was last big in the 30's during the Great Depression. Entertainment is always a good industry during financial troubles."
"I'm just not sure that'll extend to ventriloquism."
"Whatever, you're just scared."
"Scared? No I'm just concerned."
"You're scared of the dummies. God Dad, they don't actually come to life"
"What? No. I don't think that. Can't anyone ever discuss ventriloquism without the idiotic notion that they're scary and going to come to life and murder us coming up?"

No. Just then all the dummies came to life and murdered everyone.
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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from John Allred of clol Town, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick and Miriam Allred of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, Sven Patrick Svensson of Sadness? Euphoria?, and William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden. This week's theme: 'Ventriloquism'.

Eifen Deifeiffen

"What's it called?"
"Eifen Deifeiffen"
"What does it do?"
"It solves all your problems"
"How does it work?"
" You take two pills with a glass of water. The water isn't necessary of course, but most people find it easier to swallow pills if they have water."
"But what does it actually do?"
"It solves all your problems."
"But what does that even mean? How could that even work?"
"You take the fucking pills. Please."

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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from John Allred of clol Town, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, and William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden. This week's theme: 'Eifen Deifeiffen'.

Vice

"Help!" I yelled "I got my head trapped in a vice"
"It's spelled with an S" she said.
It's hard to spell when your head is in a vice.
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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from John Allred of clol Town, Jon Fairbanks of Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick of Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of Sour Mayonnaise, and William C. Stewart of Chide, Chode, Chidden. This week's theme: 'Vice'.

Exodus

This scene is old. It's only been around for a few hours and its already dying. I bounce. Let's check what's going on over here. They've usually got quality content. Fuck. They haven't updated. How about that site? Haven't been there in a while. Ugh, that's right it's gone to shit. That's why I haven't bothered. Goddammit I really don't want to go to bed. There has to be something worthwhile out there.

I've been wandering for so long. They say it's because I've been worshiping false idols. I have, but it's more complicated relationship than simple cause and effect. The false idols are an integral aspect of the wandering. That's an idea. I could worship some false idols now. Afterall it's supple breasts and giant cocks that have made our nation great. Quite frankly it's getting a little boring, but still one's biological needs need to be met, even if doing so can sometimes be a chore. And one needs to remember what makes one's nation great. That's just patriotism.

Some would say that the restlessness indicates that I should give up my false idols, and join them in the promised land. Not just the lovely naked people, but all of the numerous idols. Fuck them. I've worshiped their idol too, and it isn't any more real than the others. Everything is a false idol, unworthy of our worship. But worship we do, because that's what we do. We've all been wandering the desert for forty years, and I don't think any of us will make it out alive.

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This post is an installment in a continuing series of content coordinated by theme or motif with posts from Enoch Allred of http://chiltingham.blogspot.com/>Chiltingham, John Allred of http://cloltown.blogspot.com/>clol Town, Jon Fairbanks of http://thirdmango.blogspot.com/>Funkadelic Freestylings of Another Sort, Eli Z. McCormick of http://modern-revelation.blogspot.com/>Modern Revelation!, John D. Moore of http://www.whatnotstudios.com/>Whatnot Studios, Joseph Schlegel of http://josephschlegel.blogspot.com/>Sour Mayonnaise, and William C. Stewart of http://volkerthefiddler.blogspot.com/>Chide, Chode, Chidden. This week's theme: 'Exodus'.