waving goodbye

by bofa xesjum

conquerors are red gladiators are blue ubermen are fake fighting men are true assassins are indigenous barbarians are kind kings are empathetic swordsmen pay nobody no mind king judas grew flowers a nomad trampled on them a gothic gladiator put them in a trashcan and wheeled them away an invincible hero and a lovable rogue found a true hero sleeping in a bog the prince of darkness suddenly remembered the villain who stole his dog the dog remembered the earthquake it happened on his birthday he could not blow out all the candles and the word went to hell in a handbasket the handbasket sat in the attic until the war was over people cheered in the streets and waved their checks for a million dollars

mononghohela

by nick nelson

i decided to go into the office and then leave just to put the collosseum back before shelley and 56432 saw me at first, everything went smooth there was no one on the elevator i could see hurkis amd globular through the door. but they did not see me i put the collosseum back in my desk but when i went back into the lobby the elevator was gone and the elevator door was gone don’t panic, i told myself hurkis and globular were still talking hurkis said something and globular laughed mona, holding a styrofoam cup, joined them how i hated them all i crept over to the stairwell door thankfully, it opened now i was in grover’s old office with the thick carpet on the floor from turkey or afghanistan or somewhere there was a big monongohela on the floor the biggest i had ever seen in my life i could hardly make my way around it now i was in the old reception area but where was the door? i was lost again, really lost this time it is the story of my life ' why does everybody hate me? i never did anything to them