This morning I returned from the meat closet. I was marching through my abode in great discomfort as my numerous sweaty rolls were touching the vinyl flooring of my kitchen. I was getting ready to make some beef wellington (grams favorite) for she who was sick. I was fracturing a few dozen eggs in a large synthetic bowl. As i was getting ready to crack the last egg i hear i primal howl from the bedroom. I shoved the dripping egg between my sweaty anal crevice and navigated my way back indoors to find uncle Tina. Luckily, his state had nothing to do with me or my nakedness. He was quivering "Don't let him rape me." That was a pretty serious request. I peered around the door and to my instant gratification I saw gramps' defaced and mutilated corpse nailed to the ceiling. I was comtemplating how Uncle Tina could possibly be babbling about an expired corpse trying to molest him.I burst into a flood of crimson tears, gaping at his gouged extremities. What do I do about my Uncle and gramps?
2006-11-10
08:06:40
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