“Fine, okay. I’ll give you a dollar. And half of my chicken soft taco. Just — put that filthy thing away, for Chrissakes…”
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Epilogue
“By the way. The little tiny raincoat? Nice touch.”
~finis~
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Man. Chicken Soft taco. On a Friday, that sounds Delcious.
I’m just glad it wasn’t a hard taco.
The knife, Jeff! Use the knife!
…or the spork!!
Glad to hear you didnt let him touch your Chalupa….
In the old days, you’d just punch and kick him until he yelled ‘BARF!’ and dropped a 50-yen coin.
“No, I don’t want to shake hands.”
Did you see Ace lurking around with a half-empty bottle of Valu-Rite vodka and a thousand-yard stare?
Thanks for the taco.
The chicken soft taco obviously is a proxy for Amerikkkkan cultural hegemony, and the hobo is the oppressed third world victim of the Chimperor. And this is no chance meeting is it MISTER. You have obviously intentionally invaded his space in order to spew your macho western judgementalism regarding the quality of his member……..
So how’m I doin’ so far? Can I be a Kos diarist yet?
You can be a Kos diarist if you riff like that on Jesse McBeth’s jail time. Or on the cover of the Rolling Stone.
BECAUSE OF THE MAN, MAN!
A dash of that extra-hot hot sauce might have been a better choice than a dollar.
Unless he was one of those kinky hobos. And I thought you had all those chained up in your basement already.
A manly man wouldn’t have looked.
Yo quiero…
You know, I went looking for hobos the other day. I had a tip from AoS about using a match to tell whether someone was dead or not.
Anyway, I didn’t find any hobos. I live near a train yard, for crying out loud, there ought to be hobos!
What kind of oppressive neo-liberal capitalistic hegemony are we running when you can’t even find a hobo to experiment on?!?!
I thought there were supposed to be millions of homeless people on every street corner? I’ll bet those selfish bastards went and got jobs or something.
Don’t let Poppy get a little sloppy.
MEH, soft chicken taco. I just came back from an unexpected trip to Ellicott city Maryland with 6 pound of fresh backfin and a half bushel of steamed crabs. I’m enjoying the look I get from neighbors when I proudly tell them I went to Maryland and got crabs, priceless.
His hair was perfect.
You eat at Taco Bell?? Oh, my GOD.
Well, not since I was accosted by a Hobo dingle, no.
Amazing that you are willing to admit that you stared at it long enough to notice it was very small.
Perhaps it is time to put the “microfiction” category in the “Greatest Hits”
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Comment by Jeff G. on 9/21 @ 5:57 pm #
Well, not since I was accosted by a Hobo dingle, no.
All right Jeff, explain, did you purchase the said soft chicken taco inside the restaurant, or did you provide a “wrap” and purchase outside said restaurant on the cheap? Inquiring minds aren’t eager to know, just morbidly curious.
“Anyway, I didn’t find any hobos. I live near a train yard, for crying out loud, there ought to be hobos!”
Trainyards don’t have WiFi, silly!
http://www.tcpalm.com/news/2007/sep/11/man-facing-250-years-child-porn-charges-strikes-pl/
Which half?
that filthy thing
His subjunctive?
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One of the finer microfictions I have read….since Jeff’s last one!
B Moe: Jesus H. Tap-dancing Christ!
Suddenly Ace’s hobby of hunting hobos is starting to make sense!
Doesn’t that pretty much sum up the Bush administration’s secret to governing. They show their thing and the world turns away in disgust.
so, are you saying the the world is homophobic?
Perfesser Caric – Wrong again. The Bush Administration doesn’t show nothing to nobody. Haven’t you been following the Congressional theater of the absurd this year? People need to see their junk to the exclusion of getting anything done. Screw the approval ratings!
Thanks Nancy!
Thanks Harry!
That’s very, very good. Ric. Be proud.
Dude is a walking, talking, typing meme. Man, what a life.
Really an outstanding metaphor. George Bush is analogous to a filthy, masturbating hobo.
Top shelf thinking, that.
Given that Caric’s ilk consistently complains about the Administration’s penchant for secrecy, Caric’s metaphor is about as solid as the rest of his thinking. He would have been better off sticking with his schtick of accusing Jeff of homophobia in a completely circular fashion.
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Comment by Ric Caric on 9/21 @ 9:06 pm #
Doesn’t that pretty much sum up the Bush administration’s secret to governing. They show their thing and the world turns away in disgust.
Way to go perfesser!!!! You’re tied with Ethel for being the most inane. You don’t do show tunes, do ya?
Oh, just leave the former senator alone…
Well, perfessor, I for one am tired of the old cliches.
Bring us some new cliches.
Lost My Cookies “Thanks for the taco.”
And that’s when I laughed.
That must have been weird.
Now this is why I keep coming back here!
You’re not looking in the right place. Try the 16th Street Mall, it’s crawling with them. And I mean that both literally and figuratively.
Oh, and insane street preachers. I think that’s where Fred Phelps got his start.
Funny thing though, I was standing outside the Taco Bell down there kind of jinglin’ the change in my pocket when this guy forced a chicken taco on me..