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Friday night, exhausted, and after reading really crappy Japanese literature, I felt like writing. I guess I have my own drug to which I ought to get away from. Anyhow, I wrote a mini concept "story." I think it's very un-me... but ironically me in writing. It's purely entertainment, and you can make whatever you like out of it. It's disappointingly short in my opinion, but I think these stuff are better short and sweet. Whatever. I hope you guys like it. ;) Euge ----------------------- POP POP. SIZZLE. FIZZ... Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.... Ahhhh... Coke never tasted better these days with the catchy "always coca cola" BGM running in the background. Commercial music never sounded this good before. Heck! I just might run out and buy the Coca Cola Soundtrack to neighbor my "Spice Girls" CD that I bought not too long ago. OF COURSE... I JUST CAN NOT WAIT UNTIL THE MOVIE COMES OUT. Forget the reviews about it flopping. Forget Barcelona for booing them off of the stage. Spice Girls are THE THING... and you've got to love Ginger Spice for shaking the Queen's hand instead of doing the more formidable courtsey and tilting her upper body forward. Afterall, her voluptuous bosoms spontaneously fell out amid their royal performance -- before pre-pubescent Harry's and others' pleasant surprise. You got to love coke. You can get them anywhere in the world, virtually anytime and at every street corner. There's this fantastic allure which this sizzling brown fluid contest. Watching the rising bubbles rise from an ice cold coke in a tall crystal-clear glass is enticing... The ice cold glass quickly learns to sweat while giving off cold steam. It's the ice. Definitely the ice. Fiddling with it with one of those accordian straws draws the most titlilating sensation while I replay the 5-beat rhythm in my mind. Mixing it all about... to rapid the cool before swallowing the ice cold fluid... is gingerly spicy. The connection between it all is all very dubious. However, I know one thing is for sure. Always coca cola. :) Eugene T. Shindo |