Wally Green’s word-salad adapter for the Turd Machine Deluxe.
Twelve turd machines left. Someone stole eight of them!” Bernadette growls angrily and proceeds to mount not one but four turd machines, including one she aims out her kitchen window directly at Gothic Diana Ross’ slate Victorian house.
The next day, Gothic Diana Ross briefly steps outdoors to check her mail.
“Bang bang, you’re dead, fifty bullets in the head” Bernadette sings as she cranks the turd machine, firing at Diana and missing every shot. Diana makes it inside, unscathed but angry.
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Absurd, chaotic, and wildly unconventional. 💩🎯🤣 Definitely off the rails! 🚧
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Thank you so much! That’s what I’m aiming for! :D
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Hilarious! 😂
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Thank you! I’m glad I could make you laugh. :D
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You’re welcome, Jen. We definitely need more laughter.
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