Winsome Johnny, Tony Katdanders Cousin

Some might say, that to stop laughing is to see the bars of your cage.
I say that, there's always something to laugh at.
Especially now.
In time we're in.
Which could be anytime that is right now.
Right now, something is being produced to make you laugh, while another person sees the cage.
Sometimes it's coming up fast.
Most times, it takes too long and it's not funny anymore.
But still, after thinking about it long enough...it's funny after all.
We at FEECE advocate "Fun".
Because life without "Fun", is stupider.

Winsome Johnny Returns.

Tony Katdander slowly put down his cell phone on the teak table that his aunt had given him.
It buzzed after a few seconds and moved in a vibrating motion over the teak table.
"This can't be happening!" Cried Tony.
A millions things raced in his head until he could calm his self down.
He made yeast and could smell it.
"Hallo!?" He answered.
"Tony? Is dat you? Asked Winsome Johnny on the other end.

Keeghan 'N' Cooghan in "The Dead Time Travelers Addendum Protocol"

It was hours after Keeghan had seen the time travelers lifeless body and yet he still had barf burps.

Cooghan on the other hand appeared irritated and kept scratching his scalp behind his ear.

Both men were still digesting the events of that evening and both men were still trying to figure out how everything played out for them. 

Bringing in the police was out of the question. 

Counting on a family member to risky and improbable.

Keeghan spoke first in the car.

"We have to hide the body because he's from the future."

Cooghan liked the idea mainly because he couldn't come up with anything himself.

"Sure if you say so ."

 Piling his body into Keeghan's car trunk, they resolved to drive him into the future.

Just because he was dead, didn't mean his body couldn't still move.

It seemed fitting since he was a time traveler.

So they drove him to their address in Chicago because it was better to deal with the body on their turf.

After about three hours of straight driving, Cooghan smelt something rotten.

Kooghan, who was driving the whole time, smiled as his friend noticed.

Those breakfast taco's where reacting with the sour pickles he ate in a gas station washroom. 

"That body in the trunk is starting to stink Cooghan. Can you smell it?"

Said Keeghan as he farted silently some more.

" It stinks of death!"

Said Cooghen irritated. 

Keeghan agreed but still drove on with the windows closed and farted some more.

He felt bad blaming his stink on the dead time traveler in his trunk.

But got over it when they drove by a dead body on the highway in the other lane.

"Did you see that Cooghan?"

Asked Keeghan.

Cooghan was snoring as he was asking so he took it as a no. 

Hours later and miles down the road the engine light went on. 

Keeghan pulled over to put some oil in the engine but then realized that the oil was in the trunk.

Suddenly the sun made it's way over the horizon and lit everything up.

Then everything became gross to Keeghan at that moment.

Coming Soon...Time Peepers

Jale waited until the last person had spoken, then cleared his throat, farted and got prepared to go on stage by checking himself everywhere with his hands.
He wore what he liked accept when it came to his dress shoes, they felt slightly odd, ergo uncomfortable.
Once the applause slowly died down, he walked onto the stage and up to the microphone.
Sweat poured from behind his ears as he struggled to say his first words.
Then it happened, he spoke.
"The future is already 67% old before it happens because of consistencey, another 32% is an echo of consistencey, meaning hit and miss and the 1% left is just out right random."
Jale waited for applause, instead there was a lot of throat clearing, feet shuffling  and farting from the audience.
Still, it was a good idea to express.

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