Steven – Gets even
Steven had a serious syndrome – he was certified as fucking insane. In other words – not a full schilling.
Steven had a serious syndrome – he was certified as fucking insane. In other words – not a full schilling.
Steven vowed to put in the grave those
that condemned him to a life of mumbling and dribbling out his mouth and
swallowing lots of pills to stop him murdering people.
So Steve escaped.
At 4 foot four, and half so wide – he went on a killing spree. His first victim - a cat. Stroked it to death. The second - a dog. Took it for a 200 kilometre walk till it collapsed from thirst and exhaustion.
Steven was confused in the head. He knew that he was not to blame for his parents swapping sperm into an ovary egg.
At 4 foot four, and half so wide – he went on a killing spree. His first victim - a cat. Stroked it to death. The second - a dog. Took it for a 200 kilometre walk till it collapsed from thirst and exhaustion.
Steven was confused in the head. He knew that he was not to blame for his parents swapping sperm into an ovary egg.
A cliff approached. (he was walking towards one.) There was the pain
relief he desired on the rocks below.
‘I give
up my life for freedom’ – the fucking idiot screamed.
He jumped. Splat.
What a waste of time reading this shite. Or writing it?
He jumped. Splat.
What a waste of time reading this shite. Or writing it?
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