Stories From The Head

Uke’s Life Uke couldn’t lidal. It was always the same. Bente in the jibazar, huter in the sagmugg, and me smack in the middle! Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Uke....no wait, I did introduce myself (sentence #1 "Uke couldn't lidal" is an approved introduction according to the rules of Ræva). Anyway, I couldn’t lidal, so I had to find other means of transportation (Uke...Uke...Uke...(Head shaking while uttering Uke three times)...lidal is not a means of transportation, it is a small onion shaped rubber jukk). I KNOW IT IS...I'm trying to fool Ybarra into thinking otherwise! (Oh...!). I sat down in my lidal (Nudge nudge...I got you there, old fruit). Shut up! I sat down in my lidal (...) and tried to get it started. It was dead. Being a tequr by trade I wasn't too disappointed. My whole life had been one disappointment after another. Here's an example: #1 - Uke! You can’t have the øl! Here's another, far more serious: 48 - Uke you CAN have the øl. You see? Ybarra got in the lidal. He had never felt more alive....

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