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  • "One Day.... This will allllll be YOURS!"

    "Whuuuuut, The Curtains?"

    and so continues, the promise and misunderstanding's of Nature.
    and so continues, the promise and Misplacement of humanity
    and so continues.... the Continuum adding "Infinitum" to his middle name
    now... a message from our sponsors.... that fifties fat man sez

    '' Good Evening" as if he actually means it...

    ''To All of you out there who have and know what in-line skates can do to your ankles, I am here to tell.....


    ''Kraft-lite mayoooooo take 4"
    ''Quiet on set"

    The director counts fingers held in the air 321 and " ........................"

    ''To All of you out there who always keep their eyes on the pri............''


    :Kraft- lite... Take 5"..... Quiet..... take ...

    "To all of you out here tha..........."

    take 67
    shut uppppppppppp, a squeal is heard

    "Have you ever felt constipa...........


    " There comes a time in every ma.................

    That's it..
    thanks for coming
    been real

    The director falls out into the darkness like helen keller on snow shoes trying to say wah wah

    the actor, keep trying to get that line jusssss right

    The manager is snorting coke and avoiding phone calls from his wife

    makeup guy is talking with his bookie/broker/boyfriend.. who is having some new sex with a ''whoeverrrr'' 13 yr old

    S+L gals, twitter the entire event as truth

    Set Design, figures out how to spend the overtime while looking on in quiet hysteria..
    (they see this crap.. endlessly)

    Security is sleeping

    The Chinese are counting coup while the jew movie moguls just rafffff, setting their stop watches to bet on exactly when they will buy the entire sha-bang back from them, for penny's on the dolla.

    Meantime, it's somewhere.... somewhere... and most don't notice "Life", as a living thing..

    parking tickets add up on the general population since time keeping has become a lost art.

    Sirens, bombs, shouts and endless goofs and pratfalls betray the participants

    There are a few out there, still trying to pronounce.."Nullify" to a patient mannequin getting peed on by a stray armadillo in costume.

    The Merry go rounds
    those big round things which always show people from a distant, having so much fun fun fun.... makes you want to puke.

    what they don't show, is how many are afraid of heights, spinning-round and round, others near by,

    the last meal that is about to get ejected on some slobs below.. accidents do happen. but not this time...

    No.. this is targeted spew, from a celestial height and has NO chance of actually hitting the main reason for the exercise....

    No, the lens is slightly out of focus
    the viewers eyesight
    lack of education,
    belief in Chowder Heads actually knowing what they are doing, is a constant through out alllll time.
    A serious lack of safety equipment is common -NOT given out at the moment of conception..

    (which never ends.... in each single person ....until dead...)

    This and a trillion other instants... Alll framed up in some grand camera scheme fo....


    h. cut

    The credits roll in--behind every sleeping eyeball.. but in the snowflake reflections, summarily being tramped down by some eyeless clown out there wandering in the dark, there has always been a pattern to see....if you try to look.


    The sound track, though.. is pretty
    The actor practices. Security is secure, the religious wail destroys Petra
    Taxi's uber
    Driverless cars-- crash-- of course.. duhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
    the last Donut- goes stale, but the rats don't mind.
    they have their own merciless Merry go round sinking

    'Cut, i said cut and I mean cuttttt'

    The hired butcher smiles even more than before..
    b-mary's for everyone!
    the sun takes a month off
    Damn rivers just want to burst

    and this idiot just is sooooo cleaver.. cutttt
    but his tea goes cold- cut.

    The Monster God leans over the game board and plants a fat smelly Kraft lite dump over the whole.....


    "Fertilizer ?''...

    Take One..."


    see what a question can do?
    thanks KIKI..

    We see in a distance another huge Ferris wheel...... turning turning turding
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