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Two Tactless Uncles Rampaging To The Beat
Two Tactless Uncles Rampaging To The Beat
A Short Story
by dude
Hector Vader was thinking about Shane Barker again. Shane was
a predatory volcano with brown toes and pink legs.
But not even a cowardly person who had once helped a gigantic
puppy cross the road, was prepared for what Shane had in store
today.
Hector looked back, even more healthy and still fingering the
warped torch. "Shane, Is that real leather," he replied.
They looked at each other with unstable feelings, like two teeny-
tiny, testy toads eating at a very considerate disco, which had jazz
music playing in the background and two tactless uncles
rampaging to the beat.
Hector regarded Shane's brown toes and pink legs. He held out
his hand. "Let's not fight," he whispered, gently.
Shane looked sleepy, his body blushing like a bad, bumpy book.
THE END