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Irma Diaz Paints, Draws, and Lays Eggs
He watches Irma Diaz, 21, Elitist Artist, Arm Hair Plucker,
Egg Pretend Eater, outside her window, as he caresses milk
mustache and fondles stolen bra straps in between sweaty fingers.
That is, until she kicks the window out to pull him into the table
and feed him eggs, art, and love.
Apologetic, he redeems himself. "Apparently that was not
the windshield to my El Camino. Seeing that you have no
spare windshield wiper, I must bid you farewell."
Devastated, Irma lets her arm hair grow out into a thick grass-
land where chinchillas form a fascist regime. That is, until brave
waterbugs stage a coup d'état. (Unfortunately, their constitutional
draft gets destroyed as Irma's arm dips into a mud bath.)
A snorkel pops up, followed by a plumber man who claims the
drain problem is do to his leg that is stuck in the drain. The only
solution, he claims, is to feed it Café con leche. Moments later,
due to lousy tipping, the waitress drops a hand grenade from her
vagina. Both Irma and Plumber Man go unscathed due to both
punching in God Mode seconds before the explosion.
She uses him for his arms, of which she traps all but one in her
arm cases. Her arms help her with painting, drawing, and laying
eggs, of which all are devoted to El Camino Man, who to this
day denies ever belonging to this world. To that, she continues
to long for the day she enters his lair of mustaches, bra straps,
arms, and windshield wipers.
