Ramdom stories

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8. Random story 6: The Damp Banana

Simon Jones was thinking about Steve Grey again. Steve was a snooty god with moist feet and charming hands.

Simon walked over to the window and reflected on his deprived surroundings. He had always loved grey Sludgeside with its pretty, panicky parks. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel shocked.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a snooty figure of Steve Grey.

Simon gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a vile, cowardly, brandy drinker with red feet and wobbly hands. His friends saw him as a pretty, panicky patient. Once, he had even helped an innocent kitten recover from a flying accident.

But not even a vile person who had once helped an innocent kitten recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what Steve had in store today.

The snow flurried like gyrating humming birds, making Simon afraid. Simon grabbed a damp banana that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Simon stepped outside and Steve came closer, he could see the chilly smile on his face.

Steve gazed with the affection of 362 wild glorious gerbils. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a phone number."

Simon looked back, even more afraid and still fingering the damp banana. "Steve, I love you," he replied.

They looked at each other with irritable feelings, like two rainy, rich rats singing at a very patient rave, which had R & B music playing in the background and two gracious uncles singing to the beat.

Simon regarded Steve's moist feet and charming hands. "I feel the same way!" revealed Simon with a delighted grin.

Steve looked angry, his emotions blushing like a klutzy, knobbly knife.

Then Steve came inside for a nice glass of brandy.

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