Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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It was entertainment night at the Senior Center. Claude the hypnotist exclaimed: "I'm here to put you into a trance. I intend to hypnotize each and every member of the audience."
The excitement was almost electric as Claude withdrew a beautiful antique pocket watch from his coat and said, "I want you each to keep your eye on this antique watch. It's a very special watch. It's been in my family for six generations."
He began to swing the watch gently back and forth while quietly chanting, "Watch the watch, watch the watch, and watch the watch..."
The crowd became mesmerized as the watch swayed back and forth, light gleaming off its polished surface. Hundreds of pairs of eyes followed the swaying watch, until, suddenly, it slipped from the hypnotist's finger and fell to the floor, shattering into a hundred pieces.
"SHIT!" said the Hypnotist.
It took three days to clean up the Senior Center.
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4 comments:
Truly bad imagery there, SJ.
Scuse me gota run...
This is why I refuse to do any volunteer work.
That worked as slick as the "brown note" in a South Park episode ;)
LOL, NYD. Trot lightly, now.:-)
I don't blame you, Pugsley.:-)
I've never seen South Park, Skunk, but I'll take your word for it.:-)
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