The Tortilla Sessions

/ Richard R. Barron

These are notes from one time I went to dinner with my friends with whom I later formed the writing group called Robert’s Frost.

Pink = Audrey  | Green = Shana | Blue = Richard | Red = Merida

These are actual drawings of those involved, drawn by each other.
These are actual drawings of those involved, drawn by each other.

Mickey Hamstrings the Pope by Minimus 7.0.1

In the future, everything will be made from leather; leather furniture, leather kitchen utensils, leather consumer electronics.

In restaurants, leather will be served on rice, on the side, flambéed, grilled, smoked, and on ice.

Certain leather, expensive and sensual to the touch, will be soaked in a substance from the future that is part drug and part 24th-century psychotropic herb that yields perfect perception when stirred with gold foil and pressed atop a leather pyramid.

Cows will be forced to eat their own processed hide.

Chips are crunchy, chips are good, chips are my favorite munchy.

My friend says tortillas smell like cum. My tortillas never smell like cum., but if they did, I would swallow them.

Mickey liked the way women would smile graciously and gently masturbate the Pope with a special leather apparatus. “I’m apparatus man!” he would proclaim.

When I am cold goosebumps I grow. They appear any time of the day. Goosebumps or “freeze dots” are not fun. My legs turn prickly and that’s when I know I’VE GOT GOOSEBUMPS.

Try biting your own crack. Goosebumps gone.

I saw myself eat!

This is another image from the night we went to dinner and talked about the smell of tortillas.
This is another image from the night we went to dinner and talked about the smell of tortillas.

“Flush, twice if you have to. Flush your stuff. Why is this so hard for you to do?” -Sign in bathroom

I’m a cat. Meow.

Maybe they had cum on them. Maybe you should see your tortilla maker.

He could just think about getting it up and it would get up.

Yea, I’m thinking about getting it up right now.

Richard, stop poking me!

Yes, I would characterize myself as an avid masturbator.

I got gunk on the page. [There was gunk under her comment.]

She just snorted! Oh my gosh!

I bet she masturbates all the time.

Since I’ve had women with sex.

I forgot about the cheese!

I don’t ever get to drink with other people.

Wouldn’t it be cool if I found a human head?

Nothing stinks more than garbage.

My boobs are falling out!

Ooo, they’re hard now.

I saw Merida’s nipples!

I love the taste of myself.

Photo I made in the women's room mirror that night; Merida, Shana, and Audry.
Photo I made in the women’s room mirror that night; Merida, Shana, and Audry.