The aliens from outer space were not aliens from outer space but pseudo scientists from Beverly Hills. They looked really fucking pretty in any available light. So when Shasta was abducted she thought,"Cool. Maybe they'll lick my asshole." But they did not lick Shasta's asshole. They sedated her with disco biscuits then stuck a monitor up her ass. A year or so later when Shasta was called in for questioning the head pseudo scientist from Beverly Hills, Dr. Everything'll Be Alright, said in a neutral tone:
SHASTA. WE NOTICED YOU DID NOT GIVE A SHIT WHEN JOAN RIVERS DIED. YOU DID NOT RETWEET. YOU DID NOT MENTION JOAN RIVERS IN A FACEBOOK POST. YOU DID NOT EXPRESS, FINALLY, VIA SOCIAL MEDIA THAT YOUR HEART WENT OUT TO THE SURVIVORS OF JOAN RIVERS. YOU DID NOT REMEMBER JOAN RIVERS WITH FOND BITTERSWEET NOSTALGIA. JOAN RIVERS DIED, SHASTA, AND YOU DID NOT GIVE A SHIT.
Shasta was accustomed to being sedated, brainwashed, scared, bullied, threatened, questioned. Bitch was from Bridgeport, Texas. Still, she was a bit perturbed by the ominous judgment delivered by the head pseudo scientist from Beverly Hills in a deceptively detached tone. So she said,"Uh. I'm consistently constipated. Does that pose some kind of problem?"
Later when Shasta was strapped to the table and injected with harmony serum she knew she was fucked beyond fucked which was something she had always suspected. It was nice, finally, to receive confirmation.
SHASTA. WE NOTICED YOU DID NOT GIVE A SHIT WHEN JOAN RIVERS DIED. YOU DID NOT RETWEET. YOU DID NOT MENTION JOAN RIVERS IN A FACEBOOK POST. YOU DID NOT EXPRESS, FINALLY, VIA SOCIAL MEDIA THAT YOUR HEART WENT OUT TO THE SURVIVORS OF JOAN RIVERS. YOU DID NOT REMEMBER JOAN RIVERS WITH FOND BITTERSWEET NOSTALGIA. JOAN RIVERS DIED, SHASTA, AND YOU DID NOT GIVE A SHIT.
Shasta was accustomed to being sedated, brainwashed, scared, bullied, threatened, questioned. Bitch was from Bridgeport, Texas. Still, she was a bit perturbed by the ominous judgment delivered by the head pseudo scientist from Beverly Hills in a deceptively detached tone. So she said,"Uh. I'm consistently constipated. Does that pose some kind of problem?"
Later when Shasta was strapped to the table and injected with harmony serum she knew she was fucked beyond fucked which was something she had always suspected. It was nice, finally, to receive confirmation.
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