Saturday, January 2, 2010

Captain Fucko's Fairy Tales of Stupid

One day a fractal painting, which glowed under a black light, fell hopelessly in love with a purple lava lamp. They courted for several weeks and stared at each other across the cluttered living room. Through the constant bong load induced cloud they would talk for hours, well actually they didn’t talk so much as they communicated in their own special ways. The lava lamp would gurgle and try to form the shape of a heart of a cherub in molten globs of goop floating in its cylindrical body. The fractal painting just looked really trippy, but in a sexy way.

Then late one night, with Pink Floyd playing in the background they made sweet love. The commemorative Pyrex plate of Bob Marley (individually numbered and signed by the artist, #847 out of 5000) looked on with eyes squinted in disgust…'either that or he was just really high.
After a few weeks they conceived an adorable little tie dye beanbag chair made from organic hemp fibers. They lived together as a happy family for several months, but then one day their world came crashing down on them. Fractal noticed that the milk crate contraption which held the High Times magazines, video game controller and Greatful Dead sticker encrusted ‘Graffix’ bong had been replaced by an angular coffee table from IKEA. Unfortunately that was only the beginning.

The days that followed sent the Psychedelic duo and their comfortable yet impractical progeny into a panic. The fake wood paneled 70’s television was replaced with a flat screen, high definition tube and the Jimi Hendrix vinyl was got tucked away to make room for a Hootie and the Blowfish CD. Then one morning Lava Lamp and Fractal woke up to the sound of Beanbag screaming in horror. Bob Marley was gone.

They knew their days were numbered; it was only a matter of time. Then on a brisk Saturday morning it happened, they were rolled up, unplugged and dragged down the stairs to be sold at a garage sale for 75 cents a piece or $1.50 for the whole set. Sadly they were sold separately, the Fractal Painting to some frat boys who used it as a dart board and the Lava Lamp was given as a gag gift at a “White Elephant” office Christmas party. The Baby Beanbag didn’t sell, so it was left on the corner by the trash can where it sat for two days till some local kids beat it with a stick spilling beanbag stuffing all over the side walk.

And they all lived happily every after.

THE END

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