January 19, 2011

Che


She called her vagina Che. She said it was revolutionary. I raised my eyebrow and tilted my head as she raised her leg and arched her back. I saw it. Mustache and full beard. It had the aura of idealism and the aroma of the jungle. She said it fed the hungry. I didn't believe her, until I saw the stretch marks.

She called me Fidel, mumbled something about my cigar and asked if there was someplace we could go. I said I didn't have any money. She rolled her eyes, walked away and told me freedom isn't free.


Image taken from here: http://www.analitica.com/bitblio/che/default.asp

20 comments:

  1. I wish I could crawl inside your mind for a day. Although it would probably frighten me. ;) This is amazing.

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  2. eek - I don't even want to know what she did with the cigar.

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  3. Traveler: Well thank you.

    watchmen: Wouldn't call it a poem. It's more of a umm something.

    Talli: Well thank you!

    Jennifer: I'm actually in talks with Six Flags to make a roller coaster that goes through my mind for it's annual fright-fest celebration.

    David: Me either.

    birdykins: Thanks, I'm glad.

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  4. I think I love you, in a very non-creepy way.;p This is excellent - a masterpiece.

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  5. Weeeeeell, that was unexpected. Kind of funny, a little disturbing. So perfectly Christopher.

    You have given me some seriously awful mental pictures. Just sayin.

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  6. See, I was thinking that perhaps she merely meant that her vagina had died in Bolivia.
    I suppose the same words can make different minds go different ways…

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  7. Phenomenal.

    Really.

    If you can do vulgar without being vulgar, that's a skill.

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  8. That was awesome. Sarah said it better than I could, so yeah. What she said!

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  9. haha! that's so weird, i get communism and vaginas mixed up all the time, too.

    i know i have ONE of them, but WHICH ONE?!?!

    anyway, saw you leaving a beer for the shower's blog all by yourself, and then watched you head down a cold, poorly lit back alley, and thought i had better follow you. you know, to make sure no one followed you.

    you never know what kinds of freaks are out there.

    hey! why are you running away?!?!

    anyway, i like your blog. i'm your new stalker. i mean follower. i mean stalker.

    and my vagina is a counterrevolutionary. you can tell, cuz all officers have to shave.

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  10. WOW! Absolutely brilliant!
    I LOVE this post!!
    You're such a genius!
    Great style of writing!

    Have a great Thursday!
    Betty

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  11. LOL @ David! That was my first thought too. I had bad Monica Lewinsky flashbacks.

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  12. Philosophia: I love you too! In a very creepy way. Thank you.

    MrsCaptKerk: Thank you.

    Carol: I'll take that as a compliment. I always like dragging people down into the muck with me.

    KatyDid: Believe it or not the version of the story that's in my notebook had the guy calling his penis revolutionary and the girl made a Boliva reference.

    Sarah: That might be my favorite comment ever. I'm flattered, really.

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  13. Lydia: Thank you.

    Kanwalful: I'm glad you enjoyed it.

    Kage: I'm always glad to have another stalker so welcome aboard. And that last bit was pretty damn funny, pleasure to meet you.

    Betty: You're too kind but I'm glad you enjoyed it.

    Tracy: I'm pretty sure Monica had some influence on that story.

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  14. It's not about just speaking through words (coz' when I read it I could hear a voice narrating it to me), it's about making the reader feel they're there, feeling it. That's what this post is all about :)

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