Mucous Manhattan
Created | Updated Jan 28, 2002
Chapter 1 - The Hotel, The Hospital & The Skyscraper
My name is Mucous. I am Mucous. Mucous is my name. One day I went to Manhattan and got stuck in an elevator for 16 years, when I got out everybody was dead.
As I got out of the elevator I noticed something; the people in the elevator were dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the porter. The porter was dead. I was annoyed. I drove across Havana in my car. I got to the hotel. I checked in. The guy with the keys was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. I went to my room. I forgot my keys. I went downstairs. The guy with the keys was dead. Deja Vu. I got my keys. I complained to the waitress. Deja Vu. The waitress was dead. Deja Vu. I went to my room. Deja Vu. I put on my pyjamas. I got into bed. The sheets were dirty. I was annoyed. I complained to the cook. The cook was dead. I got some hot chocolate. There was a finger in the mug. I was annoyed. I drank my hot chocolate. I drank the finger. I complained to the cook. Deja Vu. The cook was dead. Deja Vu. I was annoyed. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was alive. This surprised me. I complained to the waitress. I made a mistake. The waitress was dead. I was very annoyed. I ate my pyjamas. I complained to the guy with the keys. The guy with the keys was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the guy with the keys. Damn.
I was naked. I drove across Havana in my car. I found a tailor's shop. The tailor was dead. I was annoyed. I was beginning to wish I had never eaten my pyjamas. Then I remembered my dirty mac. It was in the hotel. I was annoyed. I drove across Havana in my car. I got to the hotel. I went to the toilet. I was happy. I put on my pyjamas. I forgot to wash them. I took off my pyjamas. I had a bath. There was no bath. I was in the sink. I thought about the day. Everybody was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the toilet seat.
I had to do something. It was time to investigate. I investigated a Methodist chapel. It was the wrong Methodist chapel. I drove across Havana in my car. I thought I was naked. I was naked. I got a call from the Chief. The Chief was dead. He told me to investigate a Methodist chapel, the very one I had just investigated. I was annoyed. I complained to the Chief. The Chief was dead. Damn.
I arrived at the Methodist chapel. I was nude. It didn't matter. There were people in the Methodist chapel praying. I turned around. I turned around again. There were no people in the Methodist chapel praying. I wondered where they had all got to. Then I didn't. I forgot what I had to investigate. All this nudity was making me sweaty. I took a shower in the Methodist chapel. I used holy water. There was no hot tap in the holy water basin. I was annoyed. I complained to the preacher. The preacher was dead. I was annoyed. I went outside. There was a pile of horse crap on the road. It was a funny pile of horse crap. Someone had stolen the wheels from my car. I was annoyed. I complained to the funny pile of horse crap. It looked at me in a funny way. It wasn't funny. I stole someone else's car. It didn't move. It made a horrible noise. It was my car. Damn. I stole another car. It didn't move. It wasn't a car. It was a Methodist chapel. I wanted to get even. I stole the wheels off the Methodist chapel. It didn't have any wheels. I was annoyed. I wondered why I had come outside. I went inside. I was in a Methodist chapel. I decided to pray. I didn't know any prayers. I took a Bible. It had something to do with the case. I put it in my pocket. I was nude. I picked up the Bible. I read it. I suspected that it might be a fake. It was full of bad words. It wasn't a Bible. It was a book about the Greek Mafia. I wondered why it was in a Methodist chapel. I looked around. I wasn't in a Methodist chapel. The Methodist chapel was next door.
I went outside. It was raining. I was annoyed. My clothes were getting wet. I was nude. I had to get my dirty mac. I got to the hotel. I checked in. There was no need. I already had a room. It didn't matter. Now I had two rooms. I went to my room. Deja Vu. My dirty mac wasn't there. It was in my other room. I went to my other room. My dirty mac wasn't there. Deja Vu. I wasn't in my room. I was in a different room. I went to my room. My dirty mac wasn't there. Deja Vu. Deja Vu. It was in my other room. I went to my other room. My dirty mac wasn't there. Deja Vu. Deja Vu. Deja Vu. I thought for a moment. I thought for another moment. I had a brief heart attack. I turned around. My dirty mac was hanging on the door. I put it on. It was still hanging on the door. I climbed down.
It was getting dark. It was time for bed. I took off my dirty mac. I had to get my pyjamas. They were still in the toilet. I went down to the lobby. I was nude. The guy with the keys was looking at me. I was annoyed. I blushed. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. The guy with the keys was dead too. I was nude. It didn't matter. The waitress said that it did matter. I didn't trust her opinion. She was dead. My balls were itchy. I had athlete's foot. I had athlete's balls. I scratched my balls. The waitress was annoyed. I was annoyed. My balls were annoyed. The porter farted. The fart smelled. It reminded me of the funny pile of horse crap. I decided to visit it. I went back to the Methodist chapel. The funny pile of horse crap wasn't there. It had left a note. The note said that the funny pile of horse crap had left the country. It wasn't funny. I told the note to shut up. It was a stupid note. It looked at me in a stupid way. I was annoyed. I ate the note.
I went to a pay phone. I called the Chief. I didn't have any money. I was annoyed. I went back to the hotel. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. I asked her to loan me some money. She did. I went back to the pay phone. The pay phone had disappeared. There was an exact copy of the pay phone where the original had once stood. I suspected that it might be the same one. It was. I called the Chief. I didn't have enough money. I was annoyed. I complained to the pay phone. I went back to the hotel. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. I asked her to loan me some more money. She did. I went back to the pay phone. It had disappeared. I was annoyed. I ate the pay phone. It had been there all along. I had been so busy looking for the pay phone that I hadn't noticed it. I hadn't eaten all of the pay phone. I had eaten some buttons. They were buttons number three, four and six. I called the Chief. His number was 343446. I was annoyed. I went back to the hotel. I went to the toilet. I went back to the pay phone. I put the buttons back. I called the Chief. There was no dialing tone. It wasn't a pay phone. It was a pocket calculator. I put the pocket calculator in my pocket. I was nude. I picked up the pocket calculator. I calculated something with the pocket calculator. It gave me the wrong answer. I was annoyed. I complained to the guy with the keys. The guy with the keys wasn't there. He was in the hotel. I went back to the hotel. I complained to the guy with the keys. The guy with the keys was dead.
It was a long time since I had driven across Havana in my car. I went back to the Methodist chapel. My car was outside. I got into my car. I started it up. It didn't move. It made a horrible noise. Someone had stolen the wheels. I needed some new wheels. I stole them from someone else's car. I put them on my car. They didn't fit. They where bicycle tyres. I took the bicycle tyres off my car. I stole the bicycle. It didn't move. It didn't have any wheels. I had just removed them. I put the wheels back on. I stole the bicycle. It didn't move. It didn't have any wheels. I had accidentally put the bicycle tyres back on my car. I was annoyed. I complained to a nearby drug merchant. The nearby drug merchant was dead. The nearby drug merchant offered me some cocaine. I bought some cocaine. I arrested the nearby drug merchant. He ran away. He was no longer a nearby drug merchant. I investigated the cocaine. It wasn't cocaine. It was a candy bar. The nearby drug merchant had not been a nearby drug merchant at all. The nearby drug merchant had been a nearby candy salesman. The nearby candy salesman was not nearby any more. The nearby candy salesman was far away. The nearby candy salesman was a far away candy salesman. It didn't matter. The far away candy salesman was dead. I looked around for the nearby drug merchant. He seemed to have disappeared. I remembered my car. It had no wheels. I was annoyed. I set fire to my car. I was annoyed. I put the fire out. My car was an insurance write-off. I was annoyed. I stole someone else's car. This time it really was a car. It had wheels. It wasn't my car. I drove across Havana in someone else's car.
I had to call the Chief. The car I had stolen had a car phone. I called the Chief. He wasn't there. I left a message on his answer machine. I didn't know how to turn off the car phone. I left another message on the answer machine. I still didn't know how to turn off the car phone. I got out of the car. It was still moving. I told the car to stop. I fell onto the sidewalk. I thought I was unconscious. I was unconscious. I had hit my head. A dead nurse bandaged my head. I wasn't unconscious any more. I was in a hospital. I wondered how I had got there. Then I didn't. I got out of my bed. I got out of the wrong side. I fell out of the window. I was on the first floor. I climbed back through the window. The nurse told me to get back into bed. I did. The sheets were dirty. I was annoyed. I complained to the nurse. She told me to shut up. I didn't listen to her. She was dead. I tied up the nurse. I gagged the nurse. I hid the nurse in a closet. I ran away. I couldn't find the door. I was annoyed. I ate my hospital gown. I found the door. It was hidden behind a large piece of air. I walked through the door. It hurt. I had forgotten to open it. I ran down a corridor. I turned around. I ran down another corridor. I was outside my ward. I had accidentally turned full-circle. I turned around. I ran into a wall. I turned around again. I ran down a corridor. I startled an alarmed medical student. I ran down another corridor. I stopped. I was surprised. The alarmed medical student was alive. I turned around. I ran back down the corridor. I startled the alarmed medical student again. I demanded to know why he was alive. The alarmed medical student became even more alarmed. I kicked the alarmed medical student in the head. The alarmed medical student became even more alarmed. I picked up the alarmed medical student. I ran down a corridor. I fell over a doctor. I was annoyed. I complained to the doctor. The doctor was dead. I fell out of the hospital. The alarmed medical student was becoming more alarmed by the second. I stole an ambulance. It didn't move. It wasn't an ambulance. It was a very fat nurse. She was dead. She told me to go away. I told her she had a very large pair of buttocks. She was annoyed. She head butted me in the stomach. I was annoyed. I complained to the alarmed medical student. The alarmed medical student was alarmed. I leapt onto the very fat nurse. I tied the alarmed medical student to the very fat nurse's extremely broad thighs. I slapped the very fat nurse on the buttocks. The very fat nurse ran away. The very fat nurse wobbled in a very fat way. I fell off the very fat nurse. I was annoyed. I complained to the alarmed medical student. The alarmed medical student was still tied to the very fat nurse's extremely broad thighs. I was annoyed. I ran after the very fat nurse. The very fat nurse could not run very quickly. I caught up with the very fat nurse two feet away. I complained to the very fat nurse. The very fat nurse was dead. Running two whole feet had made the very fat nurse exhausted. The very fat nurse collapsed. The alarmed medical student became even more alarmed. The alarmed medical student was buried under the very fat nurse. I needed to find a shovel. I turned around. I turned around again. The very fat nurse was still there. This did not surprise me at all. I turned around. I turned around again. The very fat nurse had disappeared. This surprised me. The alarmed medical student was still there. The alarmed medical student was no longer alive. The alarmed medical student was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the alarmed medical student. The alarmed medical student was dead. Damn. I scraped the alarmed medical student up off the sidewalk. I poured the alarmed medical student into a bucket. I left the bucket outside the hospital.
All this medical activity had delayed my call to the Chief. I ran across the street. I went into a skyscraper. I went to the hundredth floor. There was an insane axe-murderer on the hundredth floor. There was a rich executive on the hundredth floor. The insane axe-murderer lodged his axe in the rich executive's head. The rich executive was so surprised that he fell out the window. I went downstairs to see what the rich executive would do next. The rich executive landed on a cow. The cow was annoyed. The cow complained to the rich executive. The rich executive was dead. A farmer arrived. The farmer cackled insanely. I was annoyed. I complained to the farmer. The farmer was dead. The farmer placed a nuclear explosive up the cow's nose. The farmer ran across the street. The farmer cackled insanely. The farmer detonated the nuclear explosive. The cow's head exploded. An eyeball landed at my feet. The eyeball glared at me in an offensive way. The eyeball glared at my sexual organs. I was annoyed. I blushed. I was naked. I complained to the farmer. The farmer had disappeared. I wondered where he had got to. Then I didn't.
I had to get my dirty mac. It was in the hotel. I needed a car. I stole a car. It didn't move. It wasn't a car. It was the cow's body. I stole a different car. It didn't move. It wasn't a car. It was a skyscraper. I was annoyed. I complained to the rich executive. The rich executive was dead. Then I remembered the insane axe-murderer. I went up to the hundredth floor. The insane axe-murderer was no longer insane. I arrested him anyway. The no longer insane axe-murderer was annoyed. The no longer insane axe-murderer complained to me. I was annoyed. I complained to the no longer insane axe-murderer. The no longer insane axe-murderer was not an axe-murderer at all. The no longer insane axe-murderer was the far away candy salesman I had met earlier. I demanded to know where the insane axe-murderer was. The far away candy salesman didn't know. I was annoyed. I threw the far away candy salesman out the window. I realised something. Then I didn't. I realised something again. I was not on the hundredth floor. I was on the first floor. I went up to the hundredth floor. The insane axe-murderer was on the telephone. I stole the telephone. I arrested the insane axe murderer. I threw the insane axe-murderer out the window. I called the Chief. The Chief told me to investigate a Methodist chapel, the very one I had investigated twice already. I didn't have a car. I told the Chief. The Chief told me to walk. I told the Chief that I was in Havana. The Chief was annoyed. The Chief complained to me. I was annoyed. I complained to the Chief. The Chief told me to steal a car. I did. I drove across Havana in the car. It took a long time. It wasn't a car. It was a donkey.
I got to the hotel. I checked in. There was no need. I had checked in twice already. I already had two rooms. It didn't matter. Now I had three rooms. I had to get my dirty mac. It was in one of my rooms. I couldn't remember which room my dirty mac was in. I was annoyed. I complained to the porter. The porter was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the guy with the keys. The guy with the keys was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the cook. The cook was dead. I was annoyed. I could not find anyone else to complain to. I was annoyed. I asked the porter to get my dirty mac. He did. I put on my dirty mac. It wasn't my dirty mac. It was a donkey, the very one I had just been riding. The donkey was surprised. I took off the donkey. The donkey was no longer surprised. I didn't care. The donkey was dead. I couldn't find my dirty mac. I turned around. I turned around again. I found my dirty mac. I was standing on my dirty mac. I picked up my dirty mac. I was still standing on my dirty mac. Damn. I unstood on my dirty mac. I picked up my dirty mac. I put on my dirty mac. Now I was ready to investigate.
My name is Mucous. I am Mucous. Mucous is my name. One day I went to Manhattan and got stuck in an elevator for 16 years, when I got out everybody was dead.
As I got out of the elevator I noticed something; the people in the elevator were dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the porter. The porter was dead. I was annoyed. I drove across Havana in my car. I got to the hotel. I checked in. The guy with the keys was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. I went to my room. I forgot my keys. I went downstairs. The guy with the keys was dead. Deja Vu. I got my keys. I complained to the waitress. Deja Vu. The waitress was dead. Deja Vu. I went to my room. Deja Vu. I put on my pyjamas. I got into bed. The sheets were dirty. I was annoyed. I complained to the cook. The cook was dead. I got some hot chocolate. There was a finger in the mug. I was annoyed. I drank my hot chocolate. I drank the finger. I complained to the cook. Deja Vu. The cook was dead. Deja Vu. I was annoyed. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was alive. This surprised me. I complained to the waitress. I made a mistake. The waitress was dead. I was very annoyed. I ate my pyjamas. I complained to the guy with the keys. The guy with the keys was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the guy with the keys. Damn.
I was naked. I drove across Havana in my car. I found a tailor's shop. The tailor was dead. I was annoyed. I was beginning to wish I had never eaten my pyjamas. Then I remembered my dirty mac. It was in the hotel. I was annoyed. I drove across Havana in my car. I got to the hotel. I went to the toilet. I was happy. I put on my pyjamas. I forgot to wash them. I took off my pyjamas. I had a bath. There was no bath. I was in the sink. I thought about the day. Everybody was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the toilet seat.
I had to do something. It was time to investigate. I investigated a Methodist chapel. It was the wrong Methodist chapel. I drove across Havana in my car. I thought I was naked. I was naked. I got a call from the Chief. The Chief was dead. He told me to investigate a Methodist chapel, the very one I had just investigated. I was annoyed. I complained to the Chief. The Chief was dead. Damn.
I arrived at the Methodist chapel. I was nude. It didn't matter. There were people in the Methodist chapel praying. I turned around. I turned around again. There were no people in the Methodist chapel praying. I wondered where they had all got to. Then I didn't. I forgot what I had to investigate. All this nudity was making me sweaty. I took a shower in the Methodist chapel. I used holy water. There was no hot tap in the holy water basin. I was annoyed. I complained to the preacher. The preacher was dead. I was annoyed. I went outside. There was a pile of horse crap on the road. It was a funny pile of horse crap. Someone had stolen the wheels from my car. I was annoyed. I complained to the funny pile of horse crap. It looked at me in a funny way. It wasn't funny. I stole someone else's car. It didn't move. It made a horrible noise. It was my car. Damn. I stole another car. It didn't move. It wasn't a car. It was a Methodist chapel. I wanted to get even. I stole the wheels off the Methodist chapel. It didn't have any wheels. I was annoyed. I wondered why I had come outside. I went inside. I was in a Methodist chapel. I decided to pray. I didn't know any prayers. I took a Bible. It had something to do with the case. I put it in my pocket. I was nude. I picked up the Bible. I read it. I suspected that it might be a fake. It was full of bad words. It wasn't a Bible. It was a book about the Greek Mafia. I wondered why it was in a Methodist chapel. I looked around. I wasn't in a Methodist chapel. The Methodist chapel was next door.
I went outside. It was raining. I was annoyed. My clothes were getting wet. I was nude. I had to get my dirty mac. I got to the hotel. I checked in. There was no need. I already had a room. It didn't matter. Now I had two rooms. I went to my room. Deja Vu. My dirty mac wasn't there. It was in my other room. I went to my other room. My dirty mac wasn't there. Deja Vu. I wasn't in my room. I was in a different room. I went to my room. My dirty mac wasn't there. Deja Vu. Deja Vu. It was in my other room. I went to my other room. My dirty mac wasn't there. Deja Vu. Deja Vu. Deja Vu. I thought for a moment. I thought for another moment. I had a brief heart attack. I turned around. My dirty mac was hanging on the door. I put it on. It was still hanging on the door. I climbed down.
It was getting dark. It was time for bed. I took off my dirty mac. I had to get my pyjamas. They were still in the toilet. I went down to the lobby. I was nude. The guy with the keys was looking at me. I was annoyed. I blushed. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. The guy with the keys was dead too. I was nude. It didn't matter. The waitress said that it did matter. I didn't trust her opinion. She was dead. My balls were itchy. I had athlete's foot. I had athlete's balls. I scratched my balls. The waitress was annoyed. I was annoyed. My balls were annoyed. The porter farted. The fart smelled. It reminded me of the funny pile of horse crap. I decided to visit it. I went back to the Methodist chapel. The funny pile of horse crap wasn't there. It had left a note. The note said that the funny pile of horse crap had left the country. It wasn't funny. I told the note to shut up. It was a stupid note. It looked at me in a stupid way. I was annoyed. I ate the note.
I went to a pay phone. I called the Chief. I didn't have any money. I was annoyed. I went back to the hotel. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. I asked her to loan me some money. She did. I went back to the pay phone. The pay phone had disappeared. There was an exact copy of the pay phone where the original had once stood. I suspected that it might be the same one. It was. I called the Chief. I didn't have enough money. I was annoyed. I complained to the pay phone. I went back to the hotel. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. I asked her to loan me some more money. She did. I went back to the pay phone. It had disappeared. I was annoyed. I ate the pay phone. It had been there all along. I had been so busy looking for the pay phone that I hadn't noticed it. I hadn't eaten all of the pay phone. I had eaten some buttons. They were buttons number three, four and six. I called the Chief. His number was 343446. I was annoyed. I went back to the hotel. I went to the toilet. I went back to the pay phone. I put the buttons back. I called the Chief. There was no dialing tone. It wasn't a pay phone. It was a pocket calculator. I put the pocket calculator in my pocket. I was nude. I picked up the pocket calculator. I calculated something with the pocket calculator. It gave me the wrong answer. I was annoyed. I complained to the guy with the keys. The guy with the keys wasn't there. He was in the hotel. I went back to the hotel. I complained to the guy with the keys. The guy with the keys was dead.
It was a long time since I had driven across Havana in my car. I went back to the Methodist chapel. My car was outside. I got into my car. I started it up. It didn't move. It made a horrible noise. Someone had stolen the wheels. I needed some new wheels. I stole them from someone else's car. I put them on my car. They didn't fit. They where bicycle tyres. I took the bicycle tyres off my car. I stole the bicycle. It didn't move. It didn't have any wheels. I had just removed them. I put the wheels back on. I stole the bicycle. It didn't move. It didn't have any wheels. I had accidentally put the bicycle tyres back on my car. I was annoyed. I complained to a nearby drug merchant. The nearby drug merchant was dead. The nearby drug merchant offered me some cocaine. I bought some cocaine. I arrested the nearby drug merchant. He ran away. He was no longer a nearby drug merchant. I investigated the cocaine. It wasn't cocaine. It was a candy bar. The nearby drug merchant had not been a nearby drug merchant at all. The nearby drug merchant had been a nearby candy salesman. The nearby candy salesman was not nearby any more. The nearby candy salesman was far away. The nearby candy salesman was a far away candy salesman. It didn't matter. The far away candy salesman was dead. I looked around for the nearby drug merchant. He seemed to have disappeared. I remembered my car. It had no wheels. I was annoyed. I set fire to my car. I was annoyed. I put the fire out. My car was an insurance write-off. I was annoyed. I stole someone else's car. This time it really was a car. It had wheels. It wasn't my car. I drove across Havana in someone else's car.
I had to call the Chief. The car I had stolen had a car phone. I called the Chief. He wasn't there. I left a message on his answer machine. I didn't know how to turn off the car phone. I left another message on the answer machine. I still didn't know how to turn off the car phone. I got out of the car. It was still moving. I told the car to stop. I fell onto the sidewalk. I thought I was unconscious. I was unconscious. I had hit my head. A dead nurse bandaged my head. I wasn't unconscious any more. I was in a hospital. I wondered how I had got there. Then I didn't. I got out of my bed. I got out of the wrong side. I fell out of the window. I was on the first floor. I climbed back through the window. The nurse told me to get back into bed. I did. The sheets were dirty. I was annoyed. I complained to the nurse. She told me to shut up. I didn't listen to her. She was dead. I tied up the nurse. I gagged the nurse. I hid the nurse in a closet. I ran away. I couldn't find the door. I was annoyed. I ate my hospital gown. I found the door. It was hidden behind a large piece of air. I walked through the door. It hurt. I had forgotten to open it. I ran down a corridor. I turned around. I ran down another corridor. I was outside my ward. I had accidentally turned full-circle. I turned around. I ran into a wall. I turned around again. I ran down a corridor. I startled an alarmed medical student. I ran down another corridor. I stopped. I was surprised. The alarmed medical student was alive. I turned around. I ran back down the corridor. I startled the alarmed medical student again. I demanded to know why he was alive. The alarmed medical student became even more alarmed. I kicked the alarmed medical student in the head. The alarmed medical student became even more alarmed. I picked up the alarmed medical student. I ran down a corridor. I fell over a doctor. I was annoyed. I complained to the doctor. The doctor was dead. I fell out of the hospital. The alarmed medical student was becoming more alarmed by the second. I stole an ambulance. It didn't move. It wasn't an ambulance. It was a very fat nurse. She was dead. She told me to go away. I told her she had a very large pair of buttocks. She was annoyed. She head butted me in the stomach. I was annoyed. I complained to the alarmed medical student. The alarmed medical student was alarmed. I leapt onto the very fat nurse. I tied the alarmed medical student to the very fat nurse's extremely broad thighs. I slapped the very fat nurse on the buttocks. The very fat nurse ran away. The very fat nurse wobbled in a very fat way. I fell off the very fat nurse. I was annoyed. I complained to the alarmed medical student. The alarmed medical student was still tied to the very fat nurse's extremely broad thighs. I was annoyed. I ran after the very fat nurse. The very fat nurse could not run very quickly. I caught up with the very fat nurse two feet away. I complained to the very fat nurse. The very fat nurse was dead. Running two whole feet had made the very fat nurse exhausted. The very fat nurse collapsed. The alarmed medical student became even more alarmed. The alarmed medical student was buried under the very fat nurse. I needed to find a shovel. I turned around. I turned around again. The very fat nurse was still there. This did not surprise me at all. I turned around. I turned around again. The very fat nurse had disappeared. This surprised me. The alarmed medical student was still there. The alarmed medical student was no longer alive. The alarmed medical student was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the alarmed medical student. The alarmed medical student was dead. Damn. I scraped the alarmed medical student up off the sidewalk. I poured the alarmed medical student into a bucket. I left the bucket outside the hospital.
All this medical activity had delayed my call to the Chief. I ran across the street. I went into a skyscraper. I went to the hundredth floor. There was an insane axe-murderer on the hundredth floor. There was a rich executive on the hundredth floor. The insane axe-murderer lodged his axe in the rich executive's head. The rich executive was so surprised that he fell out the window. I went downstairs to see what the rich executive would do next. The rich executive landed on a cow. The cow was annoyed. The cow complained to the rich executive. The rich executive was dead. A farmer arrived. The farmer cackled insanely. I was annoyed. I complained to the farmer. The farmer was dead. The farmer placed a nuclear explosive up the cow's nose. The farmer ran across the street. The farmer cackled insanely. The farmer detonated the nuclear explosive. The cow's head exploded. An eyeball landed at my feet. The eyeball glared at me in an offensive way. The eyeball glared at my sexual organs. I was annoyed. I blushed. I was naked. I complained to the farmer. The farmer had disappeared. I wondered where he had got to. Then I didn't.
I had to get my dirty mac. It was in the hotel. I needed a car. I stole a car. It didn't move. It wasn't a car. It was the cow's body. I stole a different car. It didn't move. It wasn't a car. It was a skyscraper. I was annoyed. I complained to the rich executive. The rich executive was dead. Then I remembered the insane axe-murderer. I went up to the hundredth floor. The insane axe-murderer was no longer insane. I arrested him anyway. The no longer insane axe-murderer was annoyed. The no longer insane axe-murderer complained to me. I was annoyed. I complained to the no longer insane axe-murderer. The no longer insane axe-murderer was not an axe-murderer at all. The no longer insane axe-murderer was the far away candy salesman I had met earlier. I demanded to know where the insane axe-murderer was. The far away candy salesman didn't know. I was annoyed. I threw the far away candy salesman out the window. I realised something. Then I didn't. I realised something again. I was not on the hundredth floor. I was on the first floor. I went up to the hundredth floor. The insane axe-murderer was on the telephone. I stole the telephone. I arrested the insane axe murderer. I threw the insane axe-murderer out the window. I called the Chief. The Chief told me to investigate a Methodist chapel, the very one I had investigated twice already. I didn't have a car. I told the Chief. The Chief told me to walk. I told the Chief that I was in Havana. The Chief was annoyed. The Chief complained to me. I was annoyed. I complained to the Chief. The Chief told me to steal a car. I did. I drove across Havana in the car. It took a long time. It wasn't a car. It was a donkey.
I got to the hotel. I checked in. There was no need. I had checked in twice already. I already had two rooms. It didn't matter. Now I had three rooms. I had to get my dirty mac. It was in one of my rooms. I couldn't remember which room my dirty mac was in. I was annoyed. I complained to the porter. The porter was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the waitress. The waitress was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the guy with the keys. The guy with the keys was dead. I was annoyed. I complained to the cook. The cook was dead. I was annoyed. I could not find anyone else to complain to. I was annoyed. I asked the porter to get my dirty mac. He did. I put on my dirty mac. It wasn't my dirty mac. It was a donkey, the very one I had just been riding. The donkey was surprised. I took off the donkey. The donkey was no longer surprised. I didn't care. The donkey was dead. I couldn't find my dirty mac. I turned around. I turned around again. I found my dirty mac. I was standing on my dirty mac. I picked up my dirty mac. I was still standing on my dirty mac. Damn. I unstood on my dirty mac. I picked up my dirty mac. I put on my dirty mac. Now I was ready to investigate.
