New 7 Word Story Thread

myself, which of course, is myself, happy

 

when not on shrooms; but otherwise scared

 

and paranoid of the monkey army that

 

march proudly with other people's trumpets and

 

destroys governments from underneath getting very wealthy

 

progressively, as they profit off the elite

 

by taking compromising papparazzi type photos and

 

distributing them to young people who should

 

be at home learning arithmetic and general

 

household tasks such as polishing ornaments and

 

semi-valuable antiques inherited from your grandma's

 

aunt who survived the sinking of the

 

titanic, but was less lucky in world

 

of Nascar auto racing where she held

 

on for her life as she went

 

around in circles, making her crazy dizzy

 

screaching sound, blantantly in sheer terror and

 

crashed her car into the car of

 

a respected and well known driver, who

 

echoed a horn blast of the ferry