Bingo, King of the Bongos – Part
4.
‘My head hurts’
‘So Tarzan was King of the Bongos?’. Macho attempts to wind up his perpetual motion Rolex.
Bingo smiles, ‘No he was just an ambassador and troop leader. He could never be king as he was English and white.’
‘So Tarzan was King of the Bongos?’. Macho attempts to wind up his perpetual motion Rolex.
Bingo smiles, ‘No he was just an ambassador and troop leader. He could never be king as he was English and white.’
‘Pure racism. I hate that. Why
cannot people get along with each other and spend all the time making love, but
killing Arabs is a good idea as they smell of camel shit.’ Mattress plays with her well-endowed
bosom as she preens in front of a full body mirror, checks her arse cheeks for
any slackness. ‘Besides, all that, what was
Tarzan and his troops doing. Besides cannibalism, rape, plunder and shagging
each other and can you switch off that fucking fog machine. I can hardly see if
I have to pluck hairs from my aurora.’
‘Finished? Good. Now Tarzan as
a whitey, and English, had to pop back home every three months to claim his
benefits. I became the favourite with my deep black skin and a budding giant
penis. ‘
‘Ah, disgusting. Did you fuck chimps and where was Jane?’ Macho gives Poncho a quick kick as he attempts to take an ‘upskirt’ photo of his mother. ‘What ya doing you Maldito bastardo sucio? You popped out there and been trying to get in again for years.’
‘My head hurts.’
No, I was not screwing any chimps, I left that job to Michael Kackson, as for Jane, she ran off with a Chinaman who owned a lithium mine.’ Bingo dug in a nostril pulling out a dried bogey with a tail of green snot. He smiled at it appreciatly, flicked it onto San Pedro’s bloody face where it stuck. Breathing better – ‘By the time I was 14, Tarzan and I were best bum chums. He had brought back a DVD player with the film Brokeback Mountain. By this time our troops were well trained in subterfage and stealing via communication known as sign langzage.’
‘My head hurts.’
‘Ah, disgusting. Did you fuck chimps and where was Jane?’ Macho gives Poncho a quick kick as he attempts to take an ‘upskirt’ photo of his mother. ‘What ya doing you Maldito bastardo sucio? You popped out there and been trying to get in again for years.’
‘My head hurts.’
No, I was not screwing any chimps, I left that job to Michael Kackson, as for Jane, she ran off with a Chinaman who owned a lithium mine.’ Bingo dug in a nostril pulling out a dried bogey with a tail of green snot. He smiled at it appreciatly, flicked it onto San Pedro’s bloody face where it stuck. Breathing better – ‘By the time I was 14, Tarzan and I were best bum chums. He had brought back a DVD player with the film Brokeback Mountain. By this time our troops were well trained in subterfage and stealing via communication known as sign langzage.’
‘My head hurts.’
‘Sign langzage? What the fuck
is that? Besides, that cheap tart is on TV, the one with the funny eyes and no
tits. Babbling on about not catching a flight because it makes poison.’ Macho switches to 3D mode on the TV
in a hope to get an up-skirt.
‘I have an idea. If we go to the Congo, and not bother killing missionaries…’ Mattress explains before being interrupted – ‘ we could save the poor children digging in the mud for Lithuanian batteries that they use in Apple iPhones.’
Bingo had enough for the night. `I tell you the rest later. Now if any of you are going out, please remember the password, otherwise you turn up for breakfast looking like a sieve dripping red.’
‘My heads hurts.’
Tracy muses – ‘I don’t think you should take Poncho with you because his head hurts. Are you taking the Lear Jet?’
Macho high fives his sister, ‘Fucking right – Copa and Fuck em Blanco, here we COME.’
…to be continued.
‘I have an idea. If we go to the Congo, and not bother killing missionaries…’ Mattress explains before being interrupted – ‘ we could save the poor children digging in the mud for Lithuanian batteries that they use in Apple iPhones.’
Bingo had enough for the night. `I tell you the rest later. Now if any of you are going out, please remember the password, otherwise you turn up for breakfast looking like a sieve dripping red.’
‘My heads hurts.’
Tracy muses – ‘I don’t think you should take Poncho with you because his head hurts. Are you taking the Lear Jet?’
Macho high fives his sister, ‘Fucking right – Copa and Fuck em Blanco, here we COME.’
…to be continued.
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