Jerome began to hop around excitedly.
“Does it burn?” I asked, smiling largely.
“Does it feel like your head skin is melting?” asked the HR lady, smiling even more largely.
“NO!” happily yelled Jerome.
“Oh,” I said and stopped smiling.
“Sad,” said the HR lady who also stopped smiling.
“It just might smell like rancid cottage cheese…….,” began Jerome.
I twirled around, waiting for him to continue.
The HR lady also twirled around, probably also waiting for him to continue.
“And it might also smell like a gangrenous toe……,” continued Jerome.
I twirled around the other way.
Still waiting.
The HR lady also twirled around the other way.
Probably also still waiting.
“But it tastes like Sugar Babies!” Jerome said, now ecstatic.
We both stopped our twirling.
“WITH RETSYN!” Jerome screamed, now totally out of control.
Star Child Two crashed to the floor.
As did I.
The HR lady teetered for a bit and then joined us.
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