June 13, 2010

Mervis Plelmorkler contemplated snowy egrets. Completing contemplation, he practiced contortions. Contortions taken care of, he welded himself a sandwich. Lunch over, he filled out the application to legally change his name. Laying aside the pen, he muttered his newly chosen name aloud.

“Marty Prassmalleter,” he said, smiling his secret smile, the one with handlebars.

Leave a Reply