This is the man called Aquaman. He was in the middle of his darkest day. No lie. I know this, because I have been burdened with the role of omniscient storyteller. In some circles, it would be comical for a man to be surrounded by eight dead bodies skewered through the head by swordfish. I can tell you this: Aquaman was pissed beyond words and at the same time terrified. This was a set up and he was being framed. But who? Who?
And so it came to be, McGruff the Crime Dog™ known for taking a bite out of crime had fallen out of favor and out of a job. Representing crime prevention was a sweetheart deal, and with it, came a healthy lifestyle that unemployment was not going to support.
The banana was complacent in the sun, basking in its luxurious yellow. For the first time in its short life, it realized truth is omnipresent from within and without. This epiphany was short-lived, when a monkey devoured it whole.
October 20 would have been Tom Petty’s birthday. He missed it by 18 days. On the other hand, David Bowie died on January 10, two days after his birthday. Who is greater enlightened? The one who dies just before growing older, or the one who dies just after?
The sound of a switchblade and a motorbike.
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