Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Angel of the Arches

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On the third day, Big Extra Meal, only 3.99, an angel removed Ronald MacDonald from the arches. Young perky, her face scarred with grease stained acne. Naked with silk feathered wings. She removed the nails made from yellow red straws and chaulk white spoon holding Him to the neon iconograph. MacDonald's stigma was caked in brown blood, smelling of coke syrup and grease. Below, the sleepy disciples had awoken. Their belief of MacDonald's doctrine was manifest in their weight. Fat turtle shaped bodies. Hunched over, heads swallowed up by celulite. The more devoted sit in scooters, gold plated arches dangling from their tree trunk necks. The angel cradled Ronald in her freckled arms and began to ascend into evening sky. For following years, the followers would re-enact the last days. They would share coke and pass the fries. The Last Happy Meal of Ronald MacDonald. Supersized.

4 Comments:

Blogger Mike said...

if you mean chaulkk that's cool. I dunno what it means, but that's cool. However if you mean CHALK. as in what you use to write on a blackboard... then you are far from your goal.

I'm an asshole today, so I'll just appologize for my harsh wording now. No hard feelings, I dig the story. Some of your better metaphors are put to use here.

9:36 p.m.  
Blogger Mike said...

I think you will appreciate this:
http://peepshowstories.com/mcnipple.jpg

12:38 p.m.  
Blogger Mike said...

http://peepshowstories.com/mcnipple.jpg

12:38 p.m.  
Blogger Rob said...

That is both creepy and awesome at the same time.

12:43 p.m.  

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