Tits and Bums: Volume One
Sheila dropped to her knees on the barren ground, raised her hands in the air in desperation, and looked up to the heavens. “WHY ME?” she shouted but to no avail. Her cry was not to be answered today. She wept until her blouse was soaked through to her bare chest, and then she wept some more. She wept until the ground beneath her was saturated with the salty solution coming out of her eyes. And from this earth grew grass and flowers of all kind, turning the ground into a multicolored paradise, a place where anyone in their right mind would be happy enough for all eternity.
After receiving no answer in the time it took for these flowers to grow (and it took many years for so many flowers to grow so tall), Sheila became despondent. She bowed her head until her chin touched her chest. And so it was that her eyes became wide, and her mouth became the shape of an “O.” She stood up and surveyed the land below her feet. There were daisies and tulips and all of her other favorite scented beauties. She took off her shoes and her stockings and ran around barefoot all over the field. She ran high and low and never became tired. She threw her hands in the air in elation as she made her way up a hill. She stood atop this hill and screamed at the top of her lungs. She screamed with such vigor and such happiness that she screamed at the same frequency that angels flap their wings, and achieved perfect harmony. Suddenly Sheila realized that she could not feel the ground upon her feet, and she looked down at the ground below her. From this height she could barely see it. Her vision became clouded, and the flower field became hazy. She held her hands out to each of her sides, and looked up into the sky. She realized then that she was as she was when she first entered this world, and she was as peaceful as such a complicated being as a human could be. Her mind was empty of all dark thoughts, and her heart was as clear as crystal
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M. "Awesome" at 10:48 PM
