Tuesday, October 07, 2008

The Cataluña Sisters

Dejesus hid behind a wall of hideous creatures with hideous faces and hideous smiles, some so hideous even the hideous couldn’t stand to look at them. The dogmen, their eyes cowing the sideways for Dejesus, stopped in front of the wall of the hideous, the littlest dogman scanning the hideous for Dejesus. ‘…tomorrow I will buy a loaf of Quaker bread and a half-pound of jellied pork and make myself a boiled ham sandwich with Gibbs’ hard mustard..’.

The Cataluña sisters made licorice sticks in anise, raspberry, pumpkin and vanilla. Hideous as they appeared, so hideous that the hideous couldn’t stand to look at them, they couldn’t keep up with the demand for their licorice sticks. Dejesus bought anise and pumpkin licorice sticks from the Cataluña sisters, sidling in to their shop backwards, lest he fall prey to their hideousness. The dogmen avoided the Cataluña sisters, having neither a liking for licorice sticks or creatures more hideous than themselves. Knowing as they did Dejesus’ fondness for licorice, they parried across the sideways in search of the sister’s sweets shop, the littlest dogman sniffing out licorice sweets and hideousness.

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