The Dollie Syndrome.

Plastic outer shells stare blindly at the mushroom hamburger stand. They never knew life, until each of their heads were popped onto the same body, which strutted their minds into the world.It was a long wait but well worth it. They used to think of it as ventriloquism- but it’s not really the same thing. Once they got the opportunity to be capitated they were who they wanted to be, and not the other way around.

Dollie H00867 was the first to be corkscrewed onto the body. It was a privilege, an opportunity of a life time and she wasn’t going to let her successors down. As she synched up her brain neurons, she sent them out into the world per se. It was an out of body experience, just to have your body react to what your mind wanted it to do. A partnership made in heaven!!

Well that’s what she thought at first. The others were bound to get jealous. She willed her body to stay with her, but the others telepathically fought for the body to be theirs. It continued until Dollie H00867’s head was literally ripped from her plastic pivot.

The body lays in some dark child’s toy box, never to experience a step again. As for the heads, they are still numbered and waiting for some body to come along.

Flipping flop brigade

Zontag!! It's been a long time since there's been any activity from this side of Planet Xenon. My long, lone white hair is still sprouting nicely. It's getting as long as the longest part of my mullety back bits. I'm mighty chuffed with my efforts. I know that it's not this little white thread, but my wrinkly hands and rounded black eyes that give my real identity away. However, I'm really trying my best to blend in.

Purple James (the nasty jamboy) was the one that alerted the rest of you "humans" of my alieness. I really loathe him because of it. I think I might even slip "something special" into his coffee (but I don't want to give any of my secret tips of human destruction away, so I'll keep my mouth shut).

Just watch ur backs and fronts you earthy chumps!

Worm

Noonk asked me to design a t-shirt, using one of his worm photos. He's the boy versh of me (just gay). We are both a wee deranged and eccentric. It's fun how the dreary workers look at us and snort in disgust. It's fine, at least we know something they don't...