I took the opportunity of undressing him and covering him with tar, confident that when he awoke, his screams would be drowned out by the sound of Dennis Cooper reading 'Closer' on audiobook. I had turned the volume on my stereo up as far as it would go.
meanwhile, kermit dreamed on; miss piggy was in a pool with the two old guys from the back stalls, naked, and he was in a blue tuxedo bringing them all sodas...
Confused, she ( or was it he - Ms Piggy had no idea anymore, after the trauma of the operation, why, ze reflected, as the red mist descended, again, had she murdered Gonzo, of all people, just for the spare parts ? ) screamed out 'Blood ? Blood !'
It must have been about ten in the morning and Elmo sat legs askew before Oscar's rubbish can, unaware of the Count's disturbing lust. He was listening to Lady Sov and running a small ochre coloured object across his palm.
"You're being manipulated from above", Oscar growled.
