Sunday, September 10, 2006

Stella Artois and other trouser snakes

Okay, now everybody sit in a circle
put your arms around the person on your left
'that' left harry!
close your eyes
listen to the cheesy ambient music soothing your id
ok chillunn, arms around the shoulders of the chillun next to you
AND
hands where I can see them
Imagine you are by the sea
feel the sandy grit between your toes
your own toes Nobby!
listen to the gentle hush, crackle and rumble of the waves lapping
let your mind drift
you are not in a dark room with your fellow pupils of questionable parentage
you are not drinking glue, Paul
You feel your legs starting to liquify
you feel the orange coloured liquid burning behind your eyelids
Nigel, put that away! you pervy little cunt!
the call of the seagulls pulls you away
you have become at one with your environs
NO, A SEAGULL DID NOT SHIT ON YOUR EAR DICKIE!!!
Where were we....?
Ahh, empty your minds of all conscious thought children
Shouldn't be too hard for you Elizabeth...
What? nothing...
Now, your parents mustn't know about our group 'hugs'
they might become angry at you,
you know what parents are like...
it IS completely natural Phyllis
now... you may feel a little prick....

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