Two Thoughtful Uncles Partying to the Beat

Simon Cox looked at the peculiar record in his hands and felt stable.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his grey surroundings. He had always loved industrial West Boggins with its knowing, kaleidoscopic kettles. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel stable.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Suki Zeus. Suki was a smelly muppet with pretty fingers and ample arms.

Simon gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a brutal, thoughtless, whiskey drinker with squat fingers and red arms. His friends saw him as a round, ripe rover. Once, he had even rescued a swift chicken from a burning building.

But not even a brutal person who had once rescued a swift chicken from a burning building, was prepared for what Suki had in store today.

The moon shone like shouting humming birds, making Simon jumpy.

As Simon stepped outside and Suki came closer, he could see the wicked glint in her eye.

Suki gazed with the affection of 8553 creepy few foxes. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want equality."

Simon looked back, even more jumpy and still fingering the peculiar record. "Suki, I ate your puppy," he replied.

They looked at each other with afraid feelings, like two eager, elated elephants loving at a very predatory bar mitzvah, which had reggae music playing in the background and two thoughtful uncles partying to the beat.

Suddenly, Suki lunged forward and tried to punch Simon in the face. Quickly, Simon grabbed the peculiar record and brought it down on Suki's skull.

Suki's pretty fingers trembled and her ample arms wobbled. She looked calm, her emotions raw like a rabblesnatching, racid rock.

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Suki Zeus was dead.

Simon Cox went back inside and made himself a nice glass of whiskey.

THE END 
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