Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Max Reincarnatium Wazz-Dazz: Hound Shaver


Back in the days before this blog was fully formed, its embryonic thrashing in the cauldron of possibility produced some promising ripples.

Here's a series from 2008 that ran to one episode, re-aired courtesy of the Abysswinksback Max Reincarnatium Wazz-Dazz...


Hound Shaver


‘Morning.’

‘Morning.’

‘Turned out nice, hasn’t it?’

‘Yes, it has.’

‘Down, boy. Down. Don’t worry—he won’t bite. He’s just being friendly.’

‘What sort is he?’

‘Collie.’

‘He’s certainly friendly.’

‘Oh yes, he’s that all right. Only last week he—Christ! What are you doing...?’

‘It’s perfectly safe. Just an anaesthetic. You’ll be conscious again in approximately half an hour.’

‘I...I.....’

‘Come here, boy. Come to Daddy.’

Click

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt! Bzzzzt! Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt!

‘Arf! Arf!’

Bzzt! Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt...

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