Talking Head
The head started talking, "I'm not like you, you fags. I'm just a fucking head." It was just the head. No torso, arms, legs. No anything. Only a head with eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. There was no hair. The scalp was a pink blob.
"Are you an alien?" asked one man.
"Of course not you fag, I'm just like you. Except I'm just a head for now."
"But, you talk so well," said the man.
"Well, I have a brain after all."
The head looked around and made faces at all the onlookers.
"Why're you all staring?"
"Well, it's just that we haven't seen anything like this before."
"Well, you have seen me now fagots. Will you feel the same way if you see me again?"
"Probably not." said the man.
A man from the crowd yelled, "Why're you saying fag so much. Is it something you learned by talking to us?"
The head went into deep thought. Eyes narrowed, mouth pouted, it thought hard.
"No fag, I say fag so much because you all are fags."
The head was soon left alone because besides saying fag, it didn't do much else. No one ever saw it after that.