deranged tales from a sadoo stoodıo

the pavereon turret

when awnt wywila visits galadap goes to recover the fååk from the tvättstuga which mamas divulged when in congress with cranish and a favourite achondroplastic goat and a few of their friends   galadap never lets on that mamas let the fååk slip and the only indication she has that mama rememberss a certain uncharacteristic twitch whenever the tvättstugas mentioned   but why wouldnt she go into one of her moralities which she always does when reminded of a misplaced secret and you must know galadap  you must have seen at least in your adumbrations  the turtle surely  how there are always holes in the taboo but  the holes  seeing them  isnt any license for going into territory youre unprepared for  you  minimally  minimally  lack the wholesale experience to survive in those environments   galadap   the air alones enough to kill you    no one can breathe it without centuries of training   my dotter   my only dotter i remember   for arent you here as factive as a desert   arent you like that grimoire by luimême enfin   reputedly  ambiguous and opaque yet still somehow like a flurry in its comforts and none of this means that      and it would go on for hours until mama herself finally tired and went to drink with the ornamental hermits and galadap would sit at the hearth composting the mess   why doesnt she do that  why does she just twitch instead   she sits there like an ukpik by the inglenook and thinks about the fååk

but its awnt wywila that spawns galadap to action   awnt wywila who galadap hasnt seen since that incident in the chrismal and now father of yózef has leased the pavereon turret to invent voleries of sultantits and awnt wywila whooshes through and leans the ladder shes carried in her laddercase according to the guidelines established in section 22 of regulation c9418 against the chromatic polystyrene and climbs the 100 metres and scares the constipation out of father of yózef   awnt wywilas recently completed her master of happiness arts and is taking charge of the good things like never before but galadap knows one of mamas bots wrote the mha curriculum while throbbing cranishs anus and not that that discredits anything but still  well  galadaps never particularly liked awnt wywila anyway and father of yózefs never heard of her so when she knocks on the balistraria and father of yózefs incanting the laudatoria of auspicibus he lets loose a stool hes been holding in for the holiest of reasons and  being the house of mama  the ordure gains a measure of autonomy from its creator and attacks awnt wywila through the crenel and father of yózef falls off the train of magic and awnt wywila the ladder

some grubs on their way to mischiefize the terracotta slip on her rather squishy at the base of a sambucus bush with a qad of ornamental hermits surrounding discussing the summa gonadina of sant tommasa but to no effect and whoosh her to the healatorium according to lines 404822 to 409656 in their programming      everyone in the houses out to lunch quite figuratively and galadap ventilates arrhythmically as she discusses with the even for her very eccentric father of yózef what to do with awnt sqwishila as they bothre now calling her

we are not quite close to the finish with the voleries says father of yózef we would have to say which we are not normally inclined to do but under the circumstances that some minor adjustments to the semahtrasay may clear up the problem but the guarantees are few and rather distal

whats that got to do with anything

you know the lemegeton of ignota

mama introduced us when we were listening to the hermit goats sermon or ı should say when ı was trying to listen and mama was all over the azahat

we are unsure if you remember but in it is a clause that speaks obscurely of a prohibition against the manufacture of flying things along with the requisite curses that can be applied under specified conditions to those who attempt to challenge the elemental orders

look  mamas out to lunch now but when shes back and if she finds awnt sqwishila all squished out like this shell blame me and ım having such a good day

how about the fååk

and all the many hesitations galadap has developed of the father of yózef instantly disappear you mean

yes  go to the tvättstuga  obtain the fååk  apply it

how do you know about the tvättstuga

dotter of the house of mama we may be crazy but we are not stupid

galadap gets the fååk and discerns it and just in time before mama returns just as shes hearing the clicketyclackety of mamas brain activating in the bionic rhododendra performs the ablutions necessary for relative distracing and prepares the table of conferences and requests forgiveness from the spirits of the healatorium and applies the artifacts of forgiveness and loosens awnt sqwishila distributing her across the spaces and recites the obligatoria and waits in the annulments and distraces awnt sqwishila entirely from existence and all the affixes that can or might attach themselves to it and mama tangos into the room whatre you galadap doing in the healatorium and galadap reaches deep into the glossogobblia and mama doesnt even notice because shes just back from a stupendous lunch

and for father of yózef the days been like when you start it intending to make borscht but in the end have only cut your toenails

for galadap the days been like the happiness of fish

but for awnt wywila it hasnt been a good day it hasnt been a good day at all