A Freak Friday Kind Of Week

Each day seemed like a true reason to sing like an angel, meow like a little kitty cat, darn, it was just like Kitty, for sure!  The last cat in the bag.  Ten thousand Hiroshimas.  How did that happen anyway?   Was it a surprise ending or did you know ahead of time that the punch was hitting the target?  Oh, kinda like both, huh?  How did that play out?  Did you see the start of the play last night?  Ronald was the lead in the choir.  He is magnificent and a real looker, say what!  Here is the hitch, tho.  It is my secret.  He says I am dynamite in a small package! Dang, does he knows me already!  Or he likes 'em that way, har har!   What do you think, queenie bee?  Think I might have a chance!!  Say what!  What! What! What!  He has my heart in his pocket, his pants pocket!  He is one of the best in the play.  The reviews are smashing!  Ten thousand people left crying last night.  The death of Toshiba and Rocky left everyone agog at the sheer romanticism of this artful, sappy, salient mode of a life given freely to God, no, no, that one guy, you know, I mean, you know him, Tom loves him to pieces!  Tom Hanks!, that old bird's nest? Heard he got the covid, yes, him and his wife, Mrs. Hanks.  Think they were first ones to bring it back from China, they were aboard for many long months at a time.  Either the covid or an extramarital affair on Tom's part.  Some silly v.d. you get from messing around on Mrs. Hanks, crabs, gonorrhea or the like.  Oh, naw, you take a round of antibiotics, that's all.  Good as new, I would say.  Unless, of course, you're down whipping your willybird out and whirling him around and stuff.  Then it's another round of pills for you, sir.  Naughty, naughty!  What a hottie!  My aunt is coming up from the lowlands next month.  She will be a hoot!  Auntie sure knows how to rub one out!  Fine and dandy, who is randy?  Poor old uncle, his heart just gave out on him, she was a whirling whirlygig, alright.  Pot calling the kettle black, oh, little blackie, how ya do? I know, I know, I got to get dressed real soon for the birthday party at six pm.   What are you going to wear? Maybe my little hot pink mini and the fuschia midriff sweater?  Oh, you like the cashmere jumpsuit with the black leather high heels, do you?  Well, try it on, baby, you know I don't mind a bit.  Get to it, girlie!  Squeakie ate the mouse on Sunday evening.  Ate it to pieces, mind you.  Left a trail of gingerbread snaps all over the map!  How is old man been lately?  Treating you like a princess, no doubt about it.  That big onyx ring he has been flashing about at the daily races at the Pastel Shipyard?   I seen one about that size and shape, a cool two million at least.  The whole thing reeked of high end perfume and astroglide.  The time was well spent on biscuits ans high tea.  He became a man that day.  He was 21 year old virgin, imagine that.  With his looks, it had to be an oversite by some little twit who always think she was above this sort of thing.  Not me, I was above, below, sidesaddle, you name it, I was all for change!   Looking good, looking real good.  Don't you just love song?  You know the one, chicky chicky nigh nigh!   Oh, chucky chucky boom boom.  Excuse me, I didn't know the name, so what?  It happens to sound like chicky chicky.  Do you know how to tell if a elephant been in your fridge? There's ball prints in the butter.  So Eddie went down to Mexico last tueday, he said it's the bomb, silky fine hashish, memory lane for junior high, eh, sis?  Lol, we had tons of fun on that s**t!  Shitting a brick, gives it a new meaning!  He is coming over now, he on route right this second, girl. On his way to the Shiarstreet Bonnat and then slick as whistle, shoots right to us on his way to Bangkok. He never made the grade, but you can't say he didn't try, that's for sure. I felt like a mouse, all dressed in brown, I jazzed it up with some flowers for my hair and one for a jewel-like adornment on the cuff. A half-spoken sentence, a whispered longing, a off-the cuff aside to the wind. Here comes the twist, eh. It was real close to the line on that one. Deep wells have deep pockets which have soldered metal beams in the loop.  A bloodless day rang from the end of time and space.  Freedom is a wonderful fading tease left by old world jokester.  Star, star, star and a wonder lion and miss bratty to the queen.  The man never left anything to waste.   He used every bit of strength he had.