Let's tell a story four words at a time

the sky line of

Manhattan, Rufus began to

babble on incoherently about

rainy days and Mondays

always getting him down.

So to brighten his

day he made soup.

It tasted oddly crunchy

, a texture reminiscent of

frogs and dark chocolate

(much like Mama made)

with a hint of

spearmint, which reminded him

of the Doublemint Twins.

of the word “experiment.”

who liked to experiment

in the bedroom with

drugs. Their dealer, Snake,

(I’ve heard of you…)

,insisted on photographic evidence