Amphetazine - Project Neon

ÒWell,Ó said Mrs. Wilson. ÒI saw your damn
cat laying on his back licking its lips, telling
me in a really slow soft voice to get my ass
over there and lick its pussy.Ó
ÒAnd then?Ó Peter asked.
ÒI jumped up and ran outside. And your
fucking cat told me to go and fuck myself as
it ran past me carrying my fish & chips that I
had just bought!Ó
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ÒOh, Mrs. Wilson,Ó said Peter. ÒYouÕve been
smoking too much shit, and thatÕs why
weÕre here.Ó
ÒYouÕre losing it, woman,Ó added Mary.
ÒCome with us to the hospital.Ó
ÒWhat?!Ó yelled Mrs. Wilson. ÒIÕm not crazy.
That damn cat smokes more shit than me! ItÕs
the cat thatÕs crazy!Ó
She added, ÒWhy else would it talk to me that
way? YouÕd better go find it, and take it to
the vet before it hurts itsÕ poor self.Ó
Then Mrs. Wilson lit up her pipe, and
screamed, ÒOh, my God!Ó
ÒWhat is it?,Ó asked Mary.
ÒA piece of rock fell out of my pipe and burnt
my belly!Ó
ÒGirl, youÕre nuts!Ó said Peter. ÒYou didnÕt
stick anything in the pipe.Ó
ÒFuck you, two!Ó said Mrs. Wilson. ÒIÕm
going to call my great friendÕs under dog and
danger girl, and have them go find that nasty
cat of yours! And call Oprah, and then youÕll
see whoÕs crazy!Ó
TO BE CONTINUED...