DOTUS, The Leader of The Freak World

Name it. Honey, you layed a golean egg, I mean a darn golean egg. It hatched right after being ejected from your Virginia. What shall we name it?”  Mr. ‘Bird Beak’  Tatar said.

Mrs. Tatar said. “He shall be known as the one they call Scatty Dotus. ”

“Rub your krystal belly and let’s see what his life will be like.”

Mrs. Tatar said. “I see an oval, like an office, in a strange white house with an Iron fence, not a picker fence. Our boy is grown now. He don’t make no sense when he talks. People gather around him actin like they adore him. Scatty Dick Tatar of the Uranus Stooges, our son.  Why he’s the centra of attention.  Folks  stare with adoration at him, frozen like marble bricks.  People are all dresseozd up formal like, when he gives the sign, he drops his head on this desk and all that funny lookin green hair he’s had since he went through his rap- punk phase, falls  over onto his desk, and he pops  up like he’s on one of them Bogis when they hurry on outta there, they break dance, and spin on thee floor belly-back laughin. ”

“Well, honey, is he some kind of Satranight Live Carmengia, or something?”

“No he seems to be the leader of the freak world.”

Scatty watched the arces of all the women as they spiked heel their way out of the odd shaped room. He wondered if he was living in a world he didn’t create. He remembered growing up on the burdock root farm with his allien parents. He had the father who weeps and never sleeps. The mother with wings for arms kept herself isolated from society. He could not remember a tiime she attended one PTA meeting. In fact, she never left the isolated little farm. No one visited, and Dad always drove away alone. Somehow, his beak nose was accephted in the village.

Scatty left home one day and began selling fake-realestate. He built a huge tower called, DOTUS Tower. One day a man named Ale, after beer, said. Why he said. He sure as hail said. “Scatty you should run fir DOTUS. You already have the DOTUS Tower.”

Scatty hit the ground running, just the ways Forrester Gumpa did, He didn’t stop until he stumbled into the  little freak oval office in the big white house, with the iron fence instead of a white picket fence. He had gone from being a bullied child, being the son of root farmers, who were illegal alliens from a planet far, far away. to being the DickTatar of the Uranus Stooges. Just another success story in the land of Urnaus Stooges where dreams come true , and even igrent stable genuses, like Scatty, could reach the hights of renewable power.

 Scatty Screamed. How Did I Get Here?