Just a few minutes ago I was in gradual satisfaction, consuming 5 aged cheese-its that I found under the couch. I was saving them for Grams arriving in a few days. All of the sudden I heard a primal bellow from the pantry. I hauled over toward the imperfect pitch of sound. I try to open the pantry door but it would not budge. I catapulted several antique machetes at the contraption. Before I know it there is a mammoth sized crater in the door. I see gramp’s expired corpse in the depths of the pantry corner with can of peas and carrots lodges in his mangles esophagus. I observe him gasping for air as machetes are installed in his bruised left jugular. It was an eyesore of a corpse. What should I do?
2006-11-07
05:48:04
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