Last night, I was playing an enjoyable game of hide and seek with my Uncle Susan. We were sprinting around the house in maldiscomfort. Uncle Susan was sprinting –5 mph, when he tripped on an eyesore of a corpse. He crawled over to the monstrosity, and stared sheepishly at its femur. I trembled in appalling discontent as I watched my uncle sing his imperfect rendition of “Ave Maria” to the expired carcass. Later, I realized I had forgotten to finish the game with Uncle Susan. I pranced through the French doors, and immediately disrobed. I called Susan’s name with a shrill cry. No answer. I could feel the crimson liquid, my very life essence, pumping faster through my quivering heart ventricles. I opened the cabinet door in sweet agony, and stared at the monstrosity in front of my eyes. Uncle Susan’s mangled corpse was stuffed into the depths of the bread and meats cabinet. I then stared at the saliva bubbling down his chin. I then walked away in avid confusion. What should I do?
2006-11-08
07:52:55
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I think my uncle may need help because he serenades corpses??
2006-11-08
07:55:26 ·
update #1
I think I shall. Thank you.
2006-11-08
08:01:22 ·
update #2