Sunday, February 25, 2007

puke/why we don't eat bacon tang bars

person : oh my go-

he swallows with his hand over his mouth.

person : that was the most dis-

again.

person : i don't think i could ever -

he breathes heavily. holding himself (or herself) up against the wall.

person : i..

he shakes his head, head in hands.

person : never, again. never again. neveragain. i think i need a mint.

he searches his pockets.

person : does anyone have a mint? is anyone within earsho-

as he says shot, the facial expression forces him to make the "i'm going to throw up face."

person : ok. ok. ok. don't fight it. you'll feel better when you do it. just relax, let it come.

he stands there, waiting to throw up.

person : ah jesus. come on.

he starts making faces to encourage throwing up. he makes sounds, but nothing comes out. he puts his finger in the back of his pants, pulls it out and smells it. he throws up. violently. a man walks on the stage with a bucket, a towel, a glass of water.

man : did anybody need a mint? or this towel, bucket, and glass of water?

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