Wednesday, January 28, 2015
MINNIE THE MOOCHER
As Minnie The Moocher kicked the gong around Chinatown, carefree as a lark, the locals were plotting her demise. Day and night they were tormented by the sound of its clanging. They constantly worried that their children would be injured as she sent it flying down the alleyways, knocking over trash cans and scaring cats. How they cursed the day that man taught her how to kick the gong around. They plotted perhaps that they could poison her food, but she never stopped to eat. All she did was walk the streets, surreptitiously sniffing cocaine from inside her shirtsleeve, and kick that gong ever further.