jimhickory.bsky.social
@jimhickory.bsky.social
Writer: Invasions on Hickory Road
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April 26, 2025 at 9:59 PM
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April 26, 2025 at 9:57 PM
“Hello, my Master, says XXL. “I am ready for your next command now.”
March 29, 2025 at 7:20 PM
Suddenly XXL feels an electronic signal in his own brain. It is coming from some faraway place. A frightening face appears on his screen.
March 29, 2025 at 7:20 PM
XXL feels the pants wiggle weirdly as the man begins performing the YMCA.

“Ugh,” says XXL. That’s disgusting. He’s barely human.”
March 29, 2025 at 7:20 PM
“Yes, Master,” said the man beyond the pants. “I will go out and babble immediately. “

“Don’t say immediately. Say pronto,” said XXL. “Do the YMCA. Make a fool of yourself.”

“As you command, Master”
March 29, 2025 at 7:20 PM
“I command you to go out into the street and babble incoherently to anyone you see.
Babble about anything. Sound crazy. “
March 29, 2025 at 7:20 PM
“Yes, Master,” says the voice of the man outside. “You called me?”

“I did, brainless man,” says XXL.
March 29, 2025 at 7:20 PM
These signals give XXL complete control of that brain, which now performs only as XXL commands.

This is how it happens: XXL sends an electronic shock from the pants to the brain of the man
wearing the pants.
March 29, 2025 at 7:20 PM
“I’ll make them suffer,” he mumbled. “They’ll apologize.”
March 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
The man who resembled Trump went inside to his front room where he made a plan to get revenge on Polka and her mother for treating him so badly.
March 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
“Something’s very wrong with you,” said Polka’s mother. “You should not be loose in this neighborhood.”
March 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
“I want an apology,”said the man who is sometimes mistaken for Trump. “I want her to get down on her knees, and beg me to forgive her for her nastiness. “
March 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
“You better do it right,” he said, “or you’re in big trouble.”

“You are a vewy, vewy mean man,” said Polka.

At that point, Polka’s mother appeared.

“Hey,” she said. “What’s going on here?”
March 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
“Jesus,” said the man angrily. He marched out to the front sidewalk, and pushed his very large face right up to the child’s small first-grade face.
March 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
“Hey,” he called out, you’re not doing that right.” Polka looked up at the man in the window, ignored him, and began hopping again.
March 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
One day the man who resembled Trump was staring out his window when he noticed that Polka had chalked hopscotch squares on his front sidewalk, and was hopping from square 1 to square 10, first on one foot, then on two.
March 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
Yes. I do!! God help us all!!
February 19, 2025 at 5:54 PM
Meanwhile, the man waiting for his money just beyond the zipper was mumbling, “Hey, I’m glad that little creep knows that I’m his boss.”
February 6, 2025 at 8:45 PM
While he waited for electronic delivery of $100 million XXL wondered about the best way to dispose of the body after he did away with the man who was charging him rent.
February 6, 2025 at 8:45 PM
XXL has an enormous pile of money, way too much for any bank. He keeps it hidden in a private vault under the cellar of a Waffle House in Mississippi where it is guarded by a platoon of O creatures.
February 6, 2025 at 8:45 PM
“No prob, dude,”said XXL. “I can have that cash in a flash. How much was that again?”

“Just went up, little buddy. Now it’s a hundred mill.”

“Keep your eye on the zipper there, palsy, and one of my O’s will pass it out to you in a couple.”
February 6, 2025 at 8:45 PM
The man who looked like Trump was (as he often is) short on cash, so he got right to the point: “Well,” he said, “That’s good, but the rent is due for your next month down in there.”
February 6, 2025 at 8:45 PM