COTTAGE CHEESE
And now, for the benefit of humanity, and also my own ego trip, I present yet another diatribe from the mesquite bush avant-guard ...(sound effects) ...where the anachronistic and the misanthropic emerge... just a little jab from the dark side of the brain... a faint transmission from beneath the folds of a black mental fog... the swirling mists part, and from them walks forth the broken shell of a fallen hero... our hero... ME... and from my trusty scabbard I draw upon the double-edged sword of Texas style bullshit... slicing through the mind-made obstacles like a running chainsaw thru warm butter... and reaching down, I scoop up a huge blob of cottage cheese that grows along the roadside,... and with a flick of the wrist, I toss it up, and obliterate it with my #36 Big Lou Little League Slugger baseball bat!
