Coming up next, anyone could, then, in a working real-life family,
believe women could not have children.
What are we, a beer? Ah, thanks. Thinking my
name behind it, the right side changing direction, I’ve been
working all summer just to try and learn a holler,
as well as the first word: Stingrays don’t attack humans.
You are home to the first search for work: my family.
She’s got something to get on the road: kissing noises (it’s a miracle).
Join us and our furry little friends, speaking German rapidly.
Yes. Or ja. Now, we’re going to go on to the next question:
every move you make?
(shouting)(cheers and applause)
(Originally published in EOAGH, Issue 5, 2009. Copyright 2009, 2023 by Tetman Callis.)