PROSE – RANDOM THOUGHTS
I’m unsure if I always enjoyed the clouds, but I know I loved the rain. Lately, in my part of the world, cloudy skies are normal. So, when I walked out and saw clear skies, I should have known there was going to be some shit this morning.
There I was standing in front of the vending machine trying to decide what salty, sugary, or this might be good, but tastes like poo, treat I going to get. This is when happened….
“What?…What?” exclaimed the strange person walking up the stairs.
I have a blank look on face, because my caffiene levels are in the red. I’ve learned from eperience not to respond without being properly caffienated.
“First thing in tbe morning you at the dog – gone vending machine.”
I stand dumbfounded at her choice of vernacular. A young person using “Dog-Gone” tells me she spent time with her elders which pleases me. She went on with some indiscript chattering. I was only make out a word here and there.
Then another one appeared with a plate in her hands. Mistakenly I did the following.
“What is this?” I asked with a puzzled look on my face.
“It’s healthy, now eat it!” says the sassy short person.
Here’s the funny thing about sassy short people they believe they whatever the hell the want and we just have to take it. Now, what’s about these two sassy individuals is they are just a millimeter from being stubby. I’ve dealt with stubby folks on occasion, they’re not so bad ; pleasant even. So close!
Now, to complete this motley quartet is a regular sized person. Now, she sat there like she had no idea what was going on. Ya’ll know I wasn’t what they was selling no even a little bit. The shit was adorable; coochie-coo!
I defended myself by saying something outlandish; to only be met with walking away giggling with one hand waving in the air.
“I can’t …I can’t!” they muttered in unison all walking away in different directions.
The meal was tasty, but the love behind it was amazing.
Mangus Khan 