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Rozie

By on June 2, 2011 in But is it art?, Skwibby fiction, Toulouse Le Grandfig

Rozie the riveterRozie was a helluva’ dame.

She could sink those rivets faster than a two-dollar fancy-girl could peel the wrapping off a sailor on shore leave, after he’d been at sea for several months, writing bad poetry and extended metaphors that ended up just kind of petering out, the way that an old man with a pipe full of wet monkey fur did, trying to light the mangy stuff with a can full of lima beans instead of a match or a zippo, or the right technology for the job.

Then the propeller cut off her head.

[From the Toulouse Le Grandfig Necrobiblia Collection]

More heroic attempts at comedy can be found at Alltop. Originally published, September 2008.

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5 Responses to Rozie

  1. Alex L. September 3, 2008 at 2:41 am #

    ‘Then the propeller cut off her head.’

    I bet that didn’t stop her though.

  2. Rickey Henderson September 3, 2008 at 9:25 am #

    Now that’s Rickey’s kind of dame.

  3. alejna June 2, 2011 at 8:38 am #

    I’m a sucker for an extended metaphor.

  4. Mark A. Rayner June 2, 2011 at 12:43 pm #

    Heh. A reader on FB pointed me to this story, about the real Rosie: http://www.inquisitr.com/94271/geraldine-hoff-doyle/

    Turns out she played the cello as well as the head-propeller!

  5. LOBO June 20, 2011 at 7:49 am #

    But did ANY of this have any significant impact on her cello playing?

    -I’m having trouble finding “Rozie the Riveter” on iTunes.