wow.... the first part was especially good...it has just the right mix of surreal. i think the chicken parts lose focus a bit, but thats not to say i haven't tried the challenge of writing about giant chickens and come up just a bit short, i have.
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As you turn around, a giant rock falls from the sky and crushes the McDonalds, including it’s “drive-thru.” The welcome sign with the arches are still there.
You don’t know what to say or do. You feel awkward.
You put your money back in your pocket.
God was mad. He usually was. Nobody knew why. Maybe he was sexually depressed. Let me explain. God was a 400 meter high monster who looked like Godzilla, only Godzilla could do cool stuff. God could only throw stuff and vomit on command.
There were all sorts of Gods, but God was the one who stayed around here. The tourist guide said that there were a lot of them. They all were named God. That was confusing.
And the people just walked along in their dirty little town.
You keep walking away from the coast. It’s not natural for a rock to fall from the sky and crush a McDonalds.
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this section is priceless... thank you for the grin i'm now enjoying.