The line

haha!

1st street

I'm so there and I've got licorice.

Zz- Wha-? I was nodding off. I see we've made real progress.

Is this the line if you already bought your ticket on Groupon?

Tickets? We don't got no stinking tickets. We don't need no tickets.

In that case you need to go to the end of the line and ask for Vartan

My back is getting stiff

<wakes up on the pavement, a four-foot-long gray beard crawling with bugs, dirty face, clothes ragged and falling off his frail, wasted body>

Mmmm...what day is it? ****, what year is it? Is Obama still president?

Aw, goddammit, all you people cut in front of me!!!

Hey, that word "stiff" reminds me of a joke.

What did Adam say when he first saw Eve?

Stand back, I don't know how long this thing gets!

Ha! Thank you, Glitterbag. That was the first good laugh I've had since I got in this damned line almost thirteen freaking years ago.

Kickycan?

Kicky??

<thud>

kicky?
kickycan?

you're alive?


licorice ice cream for everyone!

unless you'd rather have roasted marshmallow ice cream of course

Margo! Margo!

here have a nice piece of chicken
you'll feel better soon

then you and I are going to NYC to find kicky and Sturgis

Good thing all the rain has cleared away those line standers. Now the first space is mine...


...wonder what this line formation is for...

hey Sturgis! I've got a lovely drum ready for you - the formation for the drum crops is uhhhhh over there - near the licorice truck.

I called the police on the licorice truck. Said the workers were terrorists or something. Not that I have a thing about immigrants or anything... it's just that black licorice is a form of domestic terrorism and should be dealt as weapons of mass disgustingness.

Anyone remaining in this line for the licorice truck will be taken in and arrested as accomplices to this crime against foodanity.

Ah, good! A fickle winter snow/sleet/rain/etc. storm-like thing has arrived and cleared out the wimpy denizens of this line.

Now all I need to do is convince the remainers that Cab Calloway and Bill Bendix are over in the next town singing and giving out free rhubarb pie, then the start of the line is mine, all mine!

I am content at #2.

Food Scarcity is the ironic meta theme for this line (as rebooted by the Millennial Foodie Society of Instagram). You got in a line that as a work of performance art has no food or pictures of food on site.

You've been punked! See ya suckers!

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You ain't tricking me out of line.

And here I wait. Patient as a spider on a quiet butte rope,

Is that a fact? Tell, you what I'm a-gonna do...



....um, I forgot to write it down.


Be back later.