Co-authors Pickles and Snorty McStagger disembark from their private charter, The Coke Express. The mother-daughter team are temporarily setting aside their clandestine drug ring to write a book about a mischievous schoolboy, presumably named “Chimpy”, who skates by on life with a “C” average, evades his voluntary military service, and later grows up to be the favorite puppet of an evil cabal dedicated to the usurpation of democracy.
Photo credit: AFP/File/Mandel Ngan
Profile: i write things. sometimes not too poorly, even. i photograph things. i don't capture them, but i render how the appeared to me, or perhaps how i might have seen them if i'd been looking in a different way. i don't believe in finalities, and new beginnings are old hat with me. i am not what i appear to be, or even what i think i am. i am, in a nutshell, a nut. eat me, or feed me to an elephant.
3 Comments, Comment or Ping
Sorghum Crow
It’s new version of the Marie Antoinette story, called “Let them eat coke.”
Aug 10th, 2007
Morse
The look on their faces indicates that their break is shortlived indeed.
Aug 10th, 2007
fairlane
“Hold up a sec mom. I can’t feel my feet.”
Aug 11th, 2007
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