Monday, November 28, 2016

MY MAD DREAM OF AN ESSAY

Remember that time you ate that spicy [chips] just before you went to bed on the night before the big [concert]?  Oh, that weird dream you had about the 2016 presidential election.  When you woke up you couldn't quite remember the [boring] details, but after reading "On Self-Reliance" and "A Sound of Thunder" it's all coming back to you now.

The dream started badly.  You were in line with your family at a [airport] waiting to be sent to [Hawaii].  Everywhere you looked there were posters of president-elect [Smegal], looking like a crazy [goblin] who could eat a whole [pie].   

Suddenly, there was Ralph Waldo Emerson telling you, "[
Ne te quaesiveris extra]."  You realized that you have something to contribute to the world so you decided to [freak].  But it wasn't easy.  First you had to put on a fancy [shirt] and [ring] and then you had make a [pizza] to go back in time to the [public place] so you could convince people to learn about the candidates and the [dank memes].

But right there in the [statue of liberty] there was a giant [taco] and it started [spiting] at everyone.  People started to [dance].  You grabbed a [shovel] from a nearby [Taco Bell] and yelled [DING DONG].  Everyone stopped and listened, so you kept going.

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