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have you ever been to a city by the seashore where the tourists are plentious and seen milling about the scantily clad sunbathers are young photographers soliciting their business? the product they are hawking, with a summer's worth of tan and white-teethed smiles is called the "beachscope." it's plastic, comes in various colors, and is about 4 centimeters long. it's tapered on one end and has a tiny window one looks into to view a foto that the flattering gentleman has taken through a set of magazine style poses as the whole beach looks on. i'm sure you've looked in one before, it's a smaller version of the viewmaster which you had as a tyke. it's very cool to peer into one, like gazing at the still frame of a film starring yourself, kind of makes you want to crawl inside and relive the wonder of your memories. i have one hanging from my keychain for the farm pick-up. it has a foto of the esprit de corps of the robin hill crew. all that shit to say this: this is what puppertwinkle found when he unwrapped the present marked number one. although this scope was the same size and shape of the one i just described, it was far superior in quality and craftsmanship. the casing was made from mahogany, its red hue catching the sun, and the viewing window was hand blown crystal. yet, what set it apart from the traditional beachscope was its capabilities and functional operation. observing fotos was the least of its assets. there were a combination of buttons and dials on the smooth sides of the wooden body which enabled it to do several other amazing and miraculous technological wonders, although puppertwinkle did not know this yet. as he described this discovery to saumboo, he was encouraged to look inside the viewfinder. he obeyed, managing the contraption with his bony paw fingers. as he brought it up to one of his googly eyes, saumboo held his breath, waiting for the little dog to tell him what he saw. there was a moment of silence. and then a breathy sigh of extreme fascination. "oh!" he said. he explained to saumboo that inside was a foto of frau werzenwozen, the spegnere, saumboo and himself moments before the tragedy of the fall of birds occured.
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