THUMP DUMPS A CHUMP by Steve DuBois
Who’s the paleface cracker clowns that run the world an’ keep a brother down?
CHUMPS. Can you dig it?
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Who’s the paleface cracker clowns that run the world an’ keep a brother down?
CHUMPS. Can you dig it?
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From the outside there didn’t appear to be anything particularly interesting about the place. No signage to identify it. Just a blank storefront with blacked-out windows, and, if you got close enough, Abandon hope, all ye that enter here carved into the door.
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I don’t listen for the sound of trains anymore.
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My boyfriend laughs when I tell him that Minnie, my car, is my best friend.
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The place looked neither deserted nor open. It was a cable-car-style restaurant with a long row of windows and a small boxy addition attached.
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Comedian walks into a joke and says, “How come this isn’t funny?”
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Raggedy Ann smiled at me today. It was unexpected and delightful. Sitting, as she was, on my living room shelf, grinning like an idiot without a care in the world. I was at once comforted and annoyed.
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Susanne heard a knock at the screen door. It sounded like another hurricane, thwack thwack ruin your life thwack thwack. As if Pensacola needed any more hot air blowing through.
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