Thursday, November 02, 2006

KINKY: A 100-WORD STORY

[A 100-word story partially inspired by the Texas gubernatorial campaign.]

When Friedman bought a toupee, he got way more than he had bargained for.

He had wanted something in the Moe Howard vein: dark and straight. Instead, he got a rug that looked like it had been forcibly ripped from Lyle Lovett’s pate. Kinky.

Worse yet, the damn thing was alive. It would snuffle around the apartment, looking to escape. Finally it succeeded in getting out, doing unspeakable things all night before Friedman was able to track it down.

When Friedman found out that it had fucked the neighbor’s dog, he burned it. Goddamned perverted rug. Too kinky...even for Kinky.

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