Uncanny| Raymond Wadsworth
I have a roommate who is, well to put it nicely, interesting. He comes from Kentucky and word hillbilly is a definate understatement.Do you have a visual of the kid yet? He does some crazy weird things all of the time, but one thing that happened the other day caught me off guard. He wanted to have a BBQ.
Nothing is uncommon about a BBQ. But as I returned from work and opened the door I noticed something on the floor right next to the door. I turned on the light and it was a pile of hot dogs and hamburgers that had been cooked. They were just lying there on the floor chilling I guess. No big deal I thought. Food falls off of the table all of the time. As I continued down the path to my room I began stepping on something crunchy. I looked closer and it was potatoe chips. Wow, I thought. What a mess. Then, the weird thing happened. I walked to my room and put my stuff away and went to use the restroom. I lifted the lid and something caught my eye. The figure in the toilet left my mind in a stuper of thought. There before me was a big, thick and juicy hamburger.
I've ran it through my mind a hundred times. How did the hamburger get there? Who would do such a thing? Does the toilet make a better disposal than the disposal itself? Why did he try to flush the hamburger? What it going to bite him so he decided to drown it out? Was it on fire from the grease? Perhaps he was wondering if meat floats. Well buddy, the answer is yes, but maybe next time you could take your little experiment out of the toilet.
Nothing is uncommon about a BBQ. But as I returned from work and opened the door I noticed something on the floor right next to the door. I turned on the light and it was a pile of hot dogs and hamburgers that had been cooked. They were just lying there on the floor chilling I guess. No big deal I thought. Food falls off of the table all of the time. As I continued down the path to my room I began stepping on something crunchy. I looked closer and it was potatoe chips. Wow, I thought. What a mess. Then, the weird thing happened. I walked to my room and put my stuff away and went to use the restroom. I lifted the lid and something caught my eye. The figure in the toilet left my mind in a stuper of thought. There before me was a big, thick and juicy hamburger.
I've ran it through my mind a hundred times. How did the hamburger get there? Who would do such a thing? Does the toilet make a better disposal than the disposal itself? Why did he try to flush the hamburger? What it going to bite him so he decided to drown it out? Was it on fire from the grease? Perhaps he was wondering if meat floats. Well buddy, the answer is yes, but maybe next time you could take your little experiment out of the toilet.
posted by Anonymous | 1:49 PM
2 Comments:
Oh my goodness, tears are still welling in my eyes. Not only is your imagery amazing, the concept itself drives it almost BEYOND the uncanny. You presenation and timing were perfect, and I loved the build up. Very nice. But now I really want to know why the burger was in there too. Great entry.
This is really what the uncanny entry is all about. Raymond really described it well, and he got a ton of responses. That's really the goal--see how much attention you can gather to your entry.
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