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Armijo. All rights reserved.
Much can be said about the fine art and craft of that high society intellectual snooty Satire…I see. I’ve lost you already. Well, you can rest assured that you will not find any of that nonsense here, just Fun Fake News (FFN). WARNING: THIS IS NOT REAL NEWS, ONLY A VERY REAL PARODY OF IT. All characters and places named here are fictitious. Any similarity of person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. Copyright © 2022 by Robert W. Armijo. All rights reserved.
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Armijo. All rights reserved.
“Simply hold your breath. Just like me. Sometimes I hold my breath so long that my wife -- She's a doctor, you know -- has to climb up on top of me, pound my chest and blow air into my mouth.”
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"Oh, [BLEEP]!"
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"Why are you looking at my little green legs like that, Lily? Lily...Lily..." |
Sesame Street --
By Robert W. Armijo
“Yeah, about that,” said Oscar the Grouch from his rustic metallic curbside urban domicile. “Don’t waste your time kids waiting for any rental reimbursement checks.”
Lily, the food insecurity Muppet, slowly walks up to Oscar’s trash can.
“Excuse me, Oscar,” said Lily. “Do you have anything for me to eat today?”
“Sure, Lily,” said Oscar the Grouch. “Give me a second.”
Oscar the Grouch then disappears, digging into the bottom of his trash can.
A moment later he reemerges, only empty handed.
“Nope.” says Oscar the Grouch. “Sorry kid. Try again tomorrow.”
“Okay,” says Lily as she rubbed her growling tummy, swallows a glob of air and slowly walks away, reaching out for a street lamp post for support.
“Trust me,” continued Oscar the Grouch. “The state governments are not going to give up that cash cow anytime soon or at all. Your parents are more likely to get their unemployment benefits check first. But I wouldn't hold my breath.”
Oscar the Grouch then glances down into his trash can.
“Take my advice,” said Oscar the Grouch, as he reaches down. “Get a jump on your neighbors and stakeout a nice smelly trash can to move into before they’re all occupied.”
“Huh,” Oscar the Grouch says to himself. “How could I have missed that?”
Holding a spoiled banana peel in one hand, Oscar the Grouch looks around with his other hand shielding his eyes.
“HEY, LILY!” yells out Oscar the Grouch “I FOUND AN OLD BANANA PEEL. YOU WANT IT?"
“Sure,” says Lily coughing. "Banana peels are rich in nutrients."
Oscar the Grouch then rests the banana peel on the edge of his trash can as he reaches down and pulls out a triangle bell.
“WELL THEN!” shouts Oscar, ringing the dinner bell. “COME AND GET IT!”
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“Relax, America. The joke is on them. They’re Muslim.
They don’t celebrate Christmas.”
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Who, me too?
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Catch me?
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