FRIDAY THE 13TH FULL MOON

I built a Wall of Dissent in the middle of the road in front of my house to obstruct the traffic of our lives. It was made of cardboard liquor boxes and hope. Most cars were able to navigate around it, though one minivan got a box stuck underneath it and had to stop to clear the way. The public display was accompanied by accapella versions of our favourite Negro spirituals and YMCA as a postmodern protest song. Though the wall's contruction stood to challenge police-state adherance to social norms, it also fell in dissent to loud demmands of an invisible Gorbachev.

I proceeded to carefully build a second Wall of Dissent to completely cover our house's front door. Satisfied with the clog and our harmonized version of Swing Low Sweet Chariot, we decided to get lawnchairs and daquaries to bark werewolf sounds with Jersey accents at passing cars. Going around to the back door, we found it locked and that jiggling the knob only served to sever the inside-half to drop down the basement stairs. Completely locked out of our house by the broken back door and the front's Wall of Dissent, pounding fell on the deaf headphone-covered ears of roomates in their videogame brand new colonies. Eventually, we were rescued out of sheer annoyance. No one said dissent was easy, but we shall overcome - or not.

Louis Armstrong - Swing Low Sweet Chariot

Crazy Friday the 13th Version- Swing Low Sweet Chariot