a message at last

a squat lady placed herself in front of sponge.
are you the one they are all talking about? the famous one, from the internet?
yes, said sponge, i assume …
you’re an idiot, you know that?
well, said sponge.
you got that? because i won’t say it again. she left.
we would have liked to hear it again though.

sell the message to the people relentlessly

and peace and piss, said sponge, in that order.
and if i needed to now, said block of wood.
only violent behaviour can break the order, said sponge. there is no point missing that point.

© the Book of Sponge and Others.