http://www.votemayor.com/?p=398Elected Command: “Big game!”“Big game!” shouts Sammy, tepidly crawling into the smokery doorway. “Sav-“
The Mayor darts onward before allowing the junior Mafioso to finish. Brashly bounding ahead, he speedily surveys the area.
There!
Sprawled on the alleyway’s befouled ground, the unregistered child from before! Focusing his gaze, the sizeable man draws his attention onto the passed out guttersnipe.
“Now SharkBus, let us engage in a spirited debate!” proclaims The Mayor, before scooping the street urchin from the dirtied surface. Still lacking the fundamentals of consciousness, the scruffy child is bolted upright by The Mayor’s robust grip.
HONK HONNK.
Rapidly closing in, the wheeled predator flashes its lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Doll eyes.
Carefully placing his sizeable footing upon the unkempt youth’s box spring prosthetic knees, The Mayor stands perfectly vertical. Pressing firmly down onto the sloven tot’s shoulder blades, the box springs reflexively coil inward. Exerting his exceptional spinal strength, The Mayor proceeds to mightily lift.
As the springs uncoil, both The Mayor and Tiny Titus ascend into the morning sky.
And then plummet back down.
Ascent.
Descent.
Ascent.
Descent.
Sammy watches on from the relative safety of the smokery doorway, mouth agape.
The Mayor is using Tiny Titus as a makeshift pogo stick.
Snapping away one of the three lit cheroots, The Mayor coyly flicks the burning stogie into the foul pool of leaked Punky Princess fuel. Undeterred, the SharkBus recklessly accelerates, now merely a single body length away.
With honed reflexes, The Mayor ascends once more, Punky Princess wildly exploding from behind. The pressurized force from the motoscooter’s blast vigorously rockets The Mayor and Pogo Titus high enough to clear the SharkBus’s jagged roof.
Deftly flipping, The Mayor clasps the erect SharkBus fin, readily hanging on. Smoke drenched wind whipping past, Tiny Titus snores loudly, arms spread wide.
Seizing his musky top hat from briskly blowing away, The Mayor squints forward.
A perpendicular cement bridge rapidly approaches, hanging high enough to allow the SharkBus clearance, excepting its massive oscillating dorsal fin and roof-riding occupants.
Commands: 1. Slide off SharkBus.
2. Enter SharkBus through windshield.
3. Enter SharkBus through rear exit.
4. Pogo over bridge.
Voting ends in
72 hours.