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The Future of The Simpsons- Chapter 10Chapter 10- As Long as you Both Shall Live...
I love weddings! The “I do’s”, and the kiss... so romantic!
“Bartholomew Jo-Jo Simpson, do you take Sabrina Jacobson to be your lawfully wedded wife?” the pastor said.
“First, just call me Bart, and yes, I DO!” he said.
“Sabrina, do you take Bart to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
“Yes, I do,” Sabrina said in an excited way.
“I now pronounce you, husband and wife!” the pastor said. He smiled.
Bart and Sabrina leaned closer, and closer and closer until... SMOOCH! They kissed! Everybody cheered. Lyle smiled happily, Maggie cheered them on, Carol clapped, and Lisa and I were crying. Homer called us wimps until he saw Bart pick up Sabrina in his arms. It reminded him of our wedding. Then he started bawling like a baby.
The Future of The Simpsons- Chapter 9The Horrible Chapter 9- Merry Christm- I’ll be there right away!
“Merry Christmas Bart and Sabrina!” I said over the phone.
“Thanks Marge!” said Sabrina. “We appreciate that!”
“Can I talk to Bart?” I asked.
“Uhh, no, not right now...”
“Why? What happened?”
“We’re at the Springfield Hospital. Bart got shocked!” *sniff, sniff* Sabrina said.
“Is he still alive? Did he plug in the Christmas lights and touch a wire? Bye! We’ll be there in 5 minutes!” I said frantically. We arrived at the hospital and ran into the room where Bart lay down. “There he is!” I yelled. All of a sudden, he woke up to my yelling. Everyone was so happy!
“Bart! You’re alive! I thought you were dead!” Sabrina said happily.
“Sabrina, I was plugging in the Christmas lights, and when it shocked me, I saw the future. You, an
The Future of The Simpsons- Chapter 8Chapter 8- Bart’s Birthday
“Happy birthday, sweetie pie!” I said. “You’ve grown up so fast!” *sniff* “You’re basically and adult now!” Ding dong! “Bart, you’re friends are here. Better go answer the door.”
“I’ll get it!” said Lisa who was shuffling down the stairs. “Hi! You must be Bart’s... who are you?” She recognized her from somewhere.
“I’m Bart’s sweetheart!” a girl answered. “Hmm, is that you Lisa? The freaky brainiac as Bart calls you? I haven’t seen you in a while...”
“Hey! He talks about me like that? Oh, he’s gonna get it this time.” Lisa walked over to Bart and punched him right in the stomach.
“Ohhh, ouch! Hey, you can’t... punch the Birthday Bart...!” he yelled.
“Well why were you talking to your SWEETHEART over there about me b
The Future of The Simpsons- Chapter 7Chapter 7- Watch me Disappear, Mom!
I was watching Maggie do her magic tricks one day. “Watch me disappear mom!” she said as she jumped behind a wall.
“Bravo, sweetie!” I said happily, clapping too. A couple hours later, I called everyone to the table for dinner. “Homer! Bart! Lisa! Maggie! Lyle! Carol!” Everybody came rushing to the table except Maggie. “Margaret Simpson, to the table now!” I yelled. There was silence. “Maggie?” There was suddenly a knock on the door. When I opened it, Maggie was standing there.
“I-it’s Sideshow Bob....” she gasped for air. As soon as Bart heard those words he ran upstairs screaming.
“Don’t worry my special little guy! Nothing’s going to happen to you!” I told him. I ran upstairs, hugged him and dragged him downstairs to see that Maggie was tied up.
“Where’s my pancakes!?” H
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
5:20i went to the forest
to purify my lungs
then i saw the thick
three letter scar
i left in a slender
birch, and wondered how
i could let you poison
another living thing.
moths aren't afraid of pins
till they're stuck to a piece of styrofoam.
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