Tuesday, May 3, 2011

7. Inspiration

The Babuskha had been medidating for many days on what her destiny should be.
Rock star?
no.
Cuban revolutionary?
no.
Eventually she decided that it would come to her with time.
At that thought, the Babushka decided to go on a walk through the neighborhood, perhaps to acquire some inspiration.
She passed scraggly homeless men, hissing prostitutes, and that naked dog-man who had eaten her beloved Putzina. "Несамоходные неприкрытой американских свиньи!" She screeched down the street at him.
While distracted, The Babuskha failed to realize that she was about to walk into someone.
"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOIN, GRANMA!" Hollered an angsty looking woman. The Babushka clutched her purse and started cursing in Russian.
But this bitch was relentless. She shoved past Svetlana, extending her left arm high enough to expose a black nail-polish coated middle finger.
"Несамоходные!" Muttered Babuskha.
She remained uninspired.

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