“Goddamnit, my glands! My mutherfucking glands!“

Sometimes it’s fun to rummage through old work. I recently rediscovered a short script that I believe I wrote back in high school (this one), maybe even junior high. It exhibits the kind of unfettered imagination and vibrant aesthetic one would expect from a burgeoning artist of my caliber. (Either that or it’s just batshit nonsense.)

Read “Shaved Gerbil Blues” short script below:

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