"Right doctor, so whats the verdict?"
"You're dead."
"Really? That's all?"
"Yip."
"Ok..... ugh!" Keels over with a gurgle, chair falls with him, the doctor turns to the audience and takes a bow. They go mad, claps resound throughout the hall. Millions of baritone voices and shrill whistles like a dirge-singers masterpiece echo, bouncing back and forth till the walls and floor start shaking. The tremors don't subside, they grow in intensity till the fine dust that settles over the nearby village is the only sign that anything happened there.
She starts rocking against him, hips locked, bodies convulsing slowly, and then the labia open, emitting the ovaries that he needs to fertilize. The process continues until the fragile stick the two caterpillars are continuing the cycle on shudders with the arrival of a red breasted swallow (if they even exist), which decides it'll go for the supersized happy meal (now those should exist, with two cheeseburgers, not one, and a big fucking toy). content that it only has a memory of about ten minutes, it knows that the morsel will serve until it forgot it ate. Or until the cat watching it gets bored with its voyeurism.
The hundred enters the slot, pops out the other side, and the mirror slides back, oh yeah baby, give it to me good. Wait, what the fuck is that? I didn't pay for this, i paid for top grade shit, who the fuck is this Marilyn Manson wannabe bitch with a noose around her neck? Oh God, is she dead? Oh well, as long as its still warm i guess...
(oops, did i say something wrong?)
(ok, for the children now....)
And so Jill went up the hill with Jack. and when they got there they met a beautiful magic dragon. But due to the fact that they didn't have any loot on them the dragon decided that they would do better as a light snack. They weren't as wholesome as he thought though, and he had indigestion for the rest of the day. But hey thats what you get when you eat two kids who haven't even yet hit their prime, haven't tasted anything that mommy dearest hasn't checked the nutritional value of first and haven't experienced drugs, alcohol or any of the things that older people do. Thats why it is always good to partake in MSG.
Screw you, I don't want no sunscreen. Thank you for your normal life, thank you for your axle in the machine, I think I'll spin the other way; maybe then i can cause all of you midgets to think properly, dislodge you from your perch and get you to join me in the sludge. Its warm here. And at least is has a better view....
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