they were stonedraving stoned

fuckin giddy

their intimate little gaggle of freaks had finally gathered

itd been awhile since they had

statelines had come between them coopted crawled in and separated themthough utterly voluntary  it wasnt a separation without cause they chased their dreams with abandon  

and with abandonnow together again years to catch up on they absconded to his hilltop house high above and faraway from people who couldnt possibly fit the bill because they didnt come from where they hadhadnt the allnight beach parties to sunrise on Key Biscayne fucked each other and also the willing sycophants they brought into their mix but either found them wanting or the sycophants found them too raw         

yahthey were unabashed irreverent they held that lifes but a joke a comedy club cant take a joke a bad jokegroan then stay the fuck awayPLEEASE they left nothing in their wake unscathed or unscorched like the fire at the end of their fatties  then a quick twist or roll of the wrist snuffed it and they kept on tokin

he was the gang leader of sorts

he was the one who repelled deep into himself on the scantiest lines or flung himself up into the heavens on slender tethers ahead of everyone while everyone awaited his return  sometimes betting he wouldntthough they never told him awaiting his return to say what he thought of his trip before they embarked  if they dared embark

those who didnt go got his trademark Pussy  but then he neverhe really never said anything furthur  he relished To each his own and because he did he didnt judge  though humourously he allowed himself that single jabthat one push in the back  Pussy

candles were burningseveral had been replaced incense seeped a fire burned in the fireplace records turned his fellow freaks were always amazed how he could lay the needle down in between songs to hear exactly what they wanted they imbibed what they would and at his rages heightwhen he could no longer restrain himselfhe had to act out that which projected itself onto the big fucking screen inside his headengulfing his brain projected in lavish Cinemascope and ultravivid Technocolour

Just go with me he shouted Who am Iwho am I  Ill be right back

he went up the hall to the bathroom turned on the shower got into it fully dressed stripped got out leaving his clothes in a sodden heap brusquely dried himself wrapped the towel at his hips grabbed his girlfriends hairbrushshe left it for when she stayed overnight and emerged into the hallAwrightAwright into the livingroomYa gotta imagine Im fat fatwhaddafuck am I talking aboutIm fuckin obese Im lapped in slabsgot a fupa one of the gals howled Not cool youre notyoure built! hard to imagine fat while lookin at you Then do your bestIm enormous wear my blonde hair sweptback a hairdresser works with me every morninggot a fulltime makeup staff to preen me tooAwright?Awright!  Im standing in front of my full length mirror singing he held the hairbrush up to his face  Im admiring myself in itAwright

setting the brush aside he squats before his record shelves goes through them finds the album hes looking for stands and at the recordplayer seamlessly lifts the needle removes Zappas Dinah-Moe-Hum turns the album lays the needle between the third and fourth tracks and spins to his expectant cohorts behind himnearly loses his towelrecinches it holds the hairbrush to his mouth again and slowly begins moving his hips with the songs tempo singing with Sinatra Irresponsible  peppered with Indispensable and Exceptional

they howl

then they howl CUNT!   

                       his tribe knows his pet name for Drumpf  ahTrump

1057,  Thursday,  7  6. 18

Sinatra  Irresponsible  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WciZzNSgGOI

Zappa  Dinah-Moe-Hum  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u4hzVpYAP-U