by Lobotomy Patient Z / May 27, 2026
-----So, there was a squirrel and an orangutan dancing tango on the street in front of my balcony.
People were gathering on the street to watch them. There was talk about how odd it is for a squirrel and an orangutan to dance tango. Astonishment, disbelief and cheering all mixed up in the crowd. Some were wondering where they came from. Others how they knew tango. One lady was convinced they are not real at all. “I never seen anything like this, it cannot be real! Am I dreaming?!”, she cried out in the state of confusion.
I watched from my balcony how more and more people were coming from every direction. A squirrel and an orangutan kept dancing. It was marvellous!
I came in to fetch a cup of fresh coffee that I had made just before I heard peculiar voices coming from the street and went out on my balcony to look what was the meaning of that. “Look at that! A squirrel and an orangutan are dancing tango!” “Have you ever seen such thing?” “What is this?”
Got my coffee and a big fat joint to go with it. Lit up the joint and took a sip of the coffee. Mmm, coffee and big fat joint. Nothing is better when one beholds such a special event unfolding before ones eyes.
Now the whole street was blocked by the people surrounding a squirrel and an orangutan. Those who were not interested about the dancing spectacle tried desperately push their way trough the crowd. Late from work or something like that. Poor bastards.
Cars were honking. It seemed like the tango and the honking and all the voices of the crowd were in sync. Honking and the crowd murmuring were the music a squirrel and an orangutan danced along with.
I finished my joint and my cup of coffee.
“Hey, squirrel and orangutan! Come up here and let’s have a coffee and smoke few joints!”, I shout down to the street.
“Thank you for the invitation, sir. But we have to distract these people for a bit longer. We will come up there once we are ready.”, orangutan replied.
“Sure. I’ll leave the balcony door open, just climb up once you finish.”
A squirrel and an orangutan continued to dance and the chaos reigned. I admired them for a bit longer.
Then I came in, sat down and wrote this.
Yours drooly,
Lobotomy Patient Z
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! NoBrAiNeR !
SiNcE 2026