Sunday, September 4, 2011

#03: The Biological Clock

Alt-text: "That night, she was awakened by a terrible ringing..." While sleeping in her four-post bed, she hears a "BRING BRING BRING" encircling her. She clutches her blankets. She looks up from her position on the yellow mattress, trying to make out the sound. Suddenly, there appears a heart-shaped device with a clock in it and two buttons (green and red) and a speaker. It says, in Don Corleone's voice, "Ey. EY! You! Wake up! It's ya biological clock. You don't have much time. The clock is ticking." She knew what the clock would say. She didn't want to hear it. The clock tells her, "You got two options: get laid or get--" It is interrupted by a harsh screech. We get a glimpse into her tooth-lined mouth while she is angrily screeching with nostrils flaring. "And with a screech, the clock disappeared."

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