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Nov 3, 2005 9:52:17 GMT -6
Post by nate on Nov 3, 2005 9:52:17 GMT -6
“The Lottery”
Smith took the kitty out of the box, and devoured him. And then he ate a donut, and went to a party! When he was finished he yawned under the dumdum tree. I drink my coffee from utters, he thought to himself, and then I eat tacos with Senor Aqua. My life is the pinnacle of pure ecstasy. I shall urinate on the president and inject bacteria in his moccasins. Open boats swim around my iris, and I take delight in their destruction. At the end of the day, I curl up in the ground and eat worms out of a native’s skull, for I am beyond such taboos. Kicking the dog, I mate with it and produce cabbage for our spiders. I hate spiders, so I, the great god of trivia, Smitheus, smite the cabbage to make it taste like celery. My cat visited me in the night, it was not as I remembered it, and it smelled like poop.
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Nov 3, 2005 12:33:55 GMT -6
Post by XonGuest on Nov 3, 2005 12:33:55 GMT -6
I am going to write an essay that analyzes this very deep and provocative piece of literature.
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Nov 3, 2005 15:02:24 GMT -6
Post by Nathan on Nov 3, 2005 15:02:24 GMT -6
this was supposed to be a critical analyze of Shirely Jackson's "THe Lottery" but i was bored in class, and had an internet connection and the teacher wasnt in the class... so naturally i goofed off.
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Jan 26, 2006 18:50:46 GMT -6
Post by jonnysprout on Jan 26, 2006 18:50:46 GMT -6
Thats really scary!
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Jan 30, 2006 10:17:12 GMT -6
Post by mz on Jan 30, 2006 10:17:12 GMT -6
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thats interesting
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