Friday, June 30, 2006

Rest In Peace



This photo, taken in the 1940s (color later add), is the last remaining photo of Jeffrey Way and Allison Peterson. In a freak car accident one Sunday evening on their way home from "Family Bingo Night" at the local Baptist church, Jeffrey found himself minus a thigh. Allison, on the other hand, managed to use Jeff as her shield, thus avoiding all harm in the wreck. There has been speculation that her ear wax problem flared up shortly afterwards. To add further dismay to an already terrible story, Jeffrey, in what seemed to be a "fluke" accident, stabbed Allison with that which remained of his lower thigh: a protruding bone. Although Allie fought for her life, it seemed that her fate was sealed. Jeffrey, unable to live his current life any further...... .....moved to Mexico where he lived the rest of his days writing songs of a more morbid nature and eventually widdling prosthetic thighs for a living. At the end of each evening, as all the townspeople returned to their homes, Jeffrey would quietly, yet efficiently, enjoy the "fruit off the tree."



Allison's Note, later added: "I would like to add that, these are not the actual events that took place. There was indeed a wreck. A plane wreck. Allison and Jeffrey were flying to an undisclosed location when a bird flew into the plane's propellor causing the plane to crash. Jeffrey was knocked unconscious for days. Allie, on the other hand, handled the wreck like a real lady. You see, she takes her vitamin supplements daily allowing her to have landed unscathed. The earwax also encased her as a protective barrier. While awaiting for Jeff to come to over those many hours, she grew hungry. There was no food anywhere to be seen and rescuers would not arrive for a long time she knew. Sooooo. Yes...cannibalism. Yet, something was terribly disturbing about munching on one's own toes. Allison knew that Jeffrey would sacrifice anything for his beloved. All that was left of his upper left thigh after her brunch was a protruding bone. It was tough. Not the events...but the meat. She was able to keep warm. Jeffrey doesn't wipe, so she used all the extra toilet paper, found in the cargo space, to wrap herself up for warmth. When her love awoke and saw a full, satisfied girlfriend, he went mad. Allison tried to plead for her life and offer some leftovers of his own toe she managed to save in some tupperware. Jeffrey stabbed Allie with his bone. Shortly after, they were rescued and fully recovered. The relationship did not recover. Jeff found a nice prosthetic thigh that always seemed to be a problem during summer, around small dogs, and with the ladies. He is living in an undisclosed small town widdling fancy legs and songwriting. Allie moved to Mexico where she continues to enjoy the "fruit off the tree." ...and an occasional leg-o-man.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Freaking weirdos!

This line is best:

"It was tough. Not the events...but the meat"

Anonymous said...

thanks....Jeffrey told me almost word for word this is what you would say.

~A

Anonymous said...

what a lot of bollix.