Bobby continued...
"Dr. Langee was my lover..."
There was a ten second pause so awkward that the young master Davidson, the son of Mrs. Woodson, started puking.
"but I'm not gay," continued Bobby, "it's just that you need to understand that swamp creatures are androgynous... we are 'pollinated' much like plants.
Dr. Langee pollinated me... regularly. Look, here's my pollen baskets, and here is my pistol and ovaries,"
he pointed at a purple spot in his forehead.
"So... you don't have..." replied Elizabeth...
"No," said Bobby,
"You mean you guys haven't..." asked Mrs. Woodson,
"No," said Bobby, "you see, I can't do that, I do like being polinated though. I've already born twenty one thousand spore-children, nineteen thousand nine-hundred and ninety-nine of which were a miscarriage, that is to say, they never germinated."
"Then who is your only child?" asked Mrs. Woodson,
"He is in this room," replied Bob...
(OP: Ben, October 28 2006)
Saturday, February 7, 2009
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