7 word story

off the clothes lines and into the

 

the lost circle consuming everything in its

 

mysterious, deep, cavernous maw which was lined

 

with the souls of man...it smelled

 

pungent like burning flesh with rancid bacon

 

but was strangley pleasant. So I brought

 

some chocolate milk and orange cupcakes to

 

and had a girly tea party with

 

richard simmons and boy george until they

 

started talking about PeeWee Hermans tiny little

 

I.Q. which defied all human understanding of

 

shrimp and geese, until the fish attacked

 

my eyeballs and swallowed them whole....now

 

the sharks want to play, but dolphins

 

to the rescue much like cavalry in

 

Mongolia, so I drank a beer and

 

got the shits...then hopped in my

 

waiting spaceship and took off for the

 

other side of the moon where no

 

one messes with the Zohan...they just