Once there were two bored high-school students in the late eighties who passed sheets of notebook paper in class, each writing a sentence in turn, creating a ridiculous and hilarious -- for them -- story that in the end ran for dozens of pages, never finding an end for long. The very first sentence of the Epic of Joe read, "Once there was a boy named Joe." Once there were two now-aging fathers who started a collaborative story blog in the twenty-first century.
Friday, November 1, 2013
Word Association with Joe
"Charles Manson, 1934, Kindergarten, "Just a Spoonful Of Sugar", Mary Poppins, ice cream, homemade, salt, sugar, The Rolling Stones, liver and onions, my Dad, chest hair, Martina Naterchalova, nothing, exists, Betty Gurley, Lucille Ball, money, Pink Floyd, Dark Side Of The Moon, prisons, bread line, Metallica, hair,Bugs Bunny, The Carol Burnett Show, death, mold, oranges, nerve center, St. Elmo's Fire, Don Henley, This Side Up, Eggs, B & B Foods, West Milton, Mr. Weidner, Fantasy and Sci-Fi Mag, Joe Knapka, big thesis papers, Greek Literature, Mac Lucky, Mac The Knife, jazz singing, Billie Holiday, Johnny Rotten, Sid Vicious, Watership Down, animation, creation, RNA, circular stairways, M.C. Escher, Erik Piper, erasers, candy, whores, Eddie Murphy, hairgrease, Ronald Reagan, S.O.B., soapy, film, Charlie Chaplin, Bill Wagner, bones, archeology, Marna Hostetler, cassettes, suitcase, "Leavin On A Jet Plane", Paris, prison, A Tale Of Two Cities, Ms. Jacobs, Shelley Long, "Cheers", Troy, BK Foto, glasses made while you wait, een uur, Zarathrustra, Black vinyl LP's, death, mold, peaches, unhusked corn, '76, Laura, Palmer, Pine Lysol, me, myself, rap, Uzis, George Steinbrenner, Knickerbocker, cricket, whine, cry, snuffle, Big Bird, "It's Not That Easy Bein' Green", "Green Hell", Fuscia, "Heathers", Daniel, motorcycles, crime, Roy Orbison, Buddy Holly, "Crimson and Clover", Pat Benatar, running away from home, hand bags, Salem Mall, escalators, elevated train, Chicago, The United Center, snow." said Bob.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Reboot
"Cut! Cut!" cried Tubby.
"Why?" inquired Signore Pizzicato.
"BECAUSE I'M NOT CRYING ENOUGH! I LAID THESE ONIONS IN FRONT OF YOU FOR A REASON!! How are we supposed to break our children viewers' hearts if I'm not crying worth a damn?!" replied Tubby, sucking worriedly on his cigar, in tears (but not enough in tears).
"Yeah, Tubby? Well how can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat, chum?"
"That's ridiculous, Pizzicato! I can't eat, I'm a fucking tuba!"
"Why?" inquired Signore Pizzicato.
"BECAUSE I'M NOT CRYING ENOUGH! I LAID THESE ONIONS IN FRONT OF YOU FOR A REASON!! How are we supposed to break our children viewers' hearts if I'm not crying worth a damn?!" replied Tubby, sucking worriedly on his cigar, in tears (but not enough in tears).
"Yeah, Tubby? Well how can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat, chum?"
"That's ridiculous, Pizzicato! I can't eat, I'm a fucking tuba!"
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