Ass story...

April 2021-12-22 08:01:19




"Have I ever told you a person who makes his butt talk? His entire abdomen moves up and down, talking like a fart. It's different from anything I've heard before. It's blistering, strong, and smelly. Voice, a voice that you can smell with your nose. Did you know that this guy works in a circus and starts to prepare like a ventriloquism show. After a while, his butt will start to speak automatically, and he can also Start talking while preparing...but every time the ass always sucks in something blocking the asshole. After that, the ass grows some kind of rough hooks that are as small as teeth and starts to eat. At first, he thought it was new. Gradually developed some habitual movements. But soon he bit his pants through his butt, and talked on the street, calling him to get equal rights. The butt would get drunk and vomit stolen goods, no one likes it. It Want to kiss, just like other'mouths'. In the end, it talks all night, you may hear him shut up his butt from a few blocks away, hit his butt with his fist, and put a candle in it, but... It didn’t work, his ass said to him, “You should shut up, not me. Because I don’t need you at all, I can say, I can eat and pull.” After that, he woke up in the morning and found that his mouth was full of tadpole tails. The transparent jelly. He wanted to tear it from his mouth, but the thing stuck to his hand, spreading like a burning jelly gasoline. So his mouth was finally sealed... the whole head... Except for the eyes, there is no feeling like being cut off, you understand? The only thing the ass can’t do is to watch. It needs eyes. Neural connections are blocked and gradually degenerate and atrophy. So the brain can no longer give instructions. It is blocked. Trapped in the body, locked. For a while, you can feel the silent, helpless, suffering brain through your eyes. Finally, the brain must die, because the eyes will also be blind. It becomes like a wood. The two holes at the end of the pile are equally



insensible . "I don't know why this movie is what I like most is the protagonist's inexplicable speech for some reason. Let me talk about a ridiculous story about the ass, just like this movie feels to me.
After reading it, I had to admire the imagination of Cronenberg and Burroughs. I saw a movie by cronen a long time ago called "The Fly". I was interested in this director at that time. As for burroughs, the original author of this film does not know much about it. It is said that the name is not small, and he is called the representative of the "Beat Generation".


Smoking a cigarette, typing on the computer, thinking about the movie I just watched, it feels like Ben is about to become a beetle.

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  • Yves Cloquet: I've seen you around, but I had no idea you were queer.

    Bill Lee: Queer?

    Yves Cloquet: [leers] I saw you arrive with those three Interzone boys. What an entrance. You all looked very... familiar with each other.

    Bill Lee: [gulps] Queer. A curse. Been in our family for generations. The Lees have always been perverts. I shall never forget the unspeakable horror that froze the lymph in my glands when the baneful word seared my reeling brain - I was a homosexual. I thought of the painted simpering female impersonators I'd seen in a Baltimore nightclub. Could it be possible I was one of those subhuman things? I walked the streets in a daze like a man with a light concussion. I would've destroyed myself. And a wise old queen - Bobo, we called her - taught me that I had a duty to live and bear my burden proudly for all to see. Poor Bobo came to a sticky end - he was riding in the Duke Devanche's Hispano Suissa when his falling hemorrhoids blew out of the car and wrapped around the rear wheel. He was completely gutted leaving an empty shell sitting there on the giraffe skin upholstry. Even the eyes and the brain went with a horrible "shlupping" sound. The Duke says he would carry that ghastly "shlup" with him to his mausoleum.

  • Bill Lee: Did I ever tell you about the man who taught his asshole to talk? His whole abdomen would move up and down you dig farting out the words. It was unlike anything I had ever heard. This asshole talk had sort of a gut frequency. It hit you right down there like you gotta go. You know when the old colon gives you the elbow and it feels sorta cold inside, and you know all you have to do is turn loose? Well this talking hit you right down there, a bubbly, thick stagnant sound, a sound you could smell. This man worked for a carnival you dig, and to start with it was like a novelty ventriliquist act. Real funny, too, at first. He had a number he called The Better Ole that was a scream, I tell you. I forget most of it but it was clever. Like, "Oh I say, are you still down there, old thing?" "Nah I had to go relieve myself." After a while the asshole started talking on its own. He would go in without anything prepared and his asshole would ad-lib and toss the gags back at him every time. Then it developed sort of teeth-like little raspy in-curving hooks and start eating. He thought this was cute at first and built an act around it, but the asshole would eat its way through his pants and start talking on the street, shouting out it wanted equal rights. It would get drunk, too, and have crying jags nobody loved it and it wanted to be kissed same as any other mouth. Finally it talked all the time day and night, you could hear him for blocks screaming at it to shut up, and beating it with his fist, and sticking candles up it, but nothing did any good and the asshole said to him, "It is you who will shut up in the end. Not me. Because we dont need you around here any more. I can talk and eat AND shit." After that he began waking up in the morning with a transparent jelly like a tadpoles tail all over his mouth. This jelly was what the scientists call un-D.T., Undifferentiated Tissue, which can grow into any kind of flesh on the human body. He would tear it off his mouth and the pieces would stick to his hands like burning gasoline jelly and grow there, grow anywhere on him a glob of it fell. So finally his mouth sealed over, and the whole head would have have amputated spontaneous - except for the EYES you dig. Thats one thing the asshole COULDN'T do was see. It needed the eyes. But nerve connections were blocked and infiltrated and atrophied so the brain couldnt give orders any more. It was trapped in the skull, sealed off. For a while you could see the silent, helpless suffering of the brain behind the eyes, then finally the brain must have died, because the eyes WENT OUT, and there was no more feeling in them than a crabs eyes on the end of a stalk.