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"Roller-Wreck"
by Jeph Johnson
As of last night I am disembarking the amusement ride for good.
She hurt me too bad to get back on.
This time it wasn't just my stomach feeling queasy, the fucking rollercoaster jumped the tracks smashing into an innocent passing clown and killing him.
There is something funny about a prostrate clown, three-foot bubble-shoes pointing up into the clouds with blood trickling from his rubber-cap head, but I have yet to laugh.
Maybe I need to put two big "X's" over his closed eyes.
