THE CAR RIDE

We’re leaving now. Have you said all your good-byes? It’s sad, I know, but it’s better this way. The world doesn’t need these things, if you think about it. Think back to a thousand, two thousand, a million years ago. Did they need these people around to survive? I ask you this. Would the Coliseum have been built with them around? Would Plato have been such a genius with them for inspiration? If these things had existed in DaVinci’s day, would he have painted the Mona Lisa? The answer to all of these questions is no, in case you’re wondering.

So, I’m taking them away from here where they can’t do any more damage. Let go. Let go, dammit! This has to be done and I don’t see anybody else taking charge.

Alright. That’s the last of them. Stop crying! Once they’re gone a week, you’ll completely forget about them. Like they never existed. Like you’d been eating cereal all your life without their needless faces on the boxes. I swear to you, they’re unnecessary. Fruity Stars will taste the same, even without Cosmo the Cosmonaut. Yeah, he’s in the bag, too.

No, we’ve got to go now. Believe me, you don’t want to know where I’m taking them.




-SLL