Mythical Highs…
Brenda loves unicorns. She hunts them in fact. Not to kill, but to ride and too comb and to dance with among the Ruby Trees of Rainbow Valley. This is what she calls her backyard after smoking a few bowls from her Standing Unicorn Pipe. The ruby trees are of course in reference to the tool shed, the several spare tires leaning against the fence and the broken chaise lounge. Brenda wears her Unicornin’ shirt every time she gets high with her Unicorn Pipe. It’s just a little something she made using a glue gun and several fistfuls of sequins. Think of it as ritualistic garb.
The most sacred part of this ritual is of course the grand unveiling of the aforementioned “Standing Unicorn Pipe.” She keeps it hanging from her dream catcher and uses her unicorn hoof gloves to raise the pipe high above her head like Simba in the Lion King. She then makes what she believes to be unicorn noises and gallops from her bedroom to the living room, through the dining room and also into the conservatory where she says hello to Col. Mustard and Miss Peacock.
Finally Brenda is out on the sun deck where she smokes from her beautiful turquoise and gold pipe and looks for what she calls “Uni’s.” The neighbors are understanding and her family is forgiving.
The Unicorn life is not for everyone.
