I woke up that morning with a cut on my leg. I looked around the room to see what could have done that. I saw it there was broken window and I toss and turn when I sleep. I figured while I was doing that I cut myself with a shard of glass on the floor.
I got up and went to a store. I found some gauze wraps and went to the counter with half a roll. The cashier looked at my leg and said how many rolls do you have. I said fifteen. He said that will be $58.64 please. I said I don't have that kind of money. Then he said take them off and leave. I took some money from the cash register and handed it to him. He said get out of my store. I picked a shovel that was on sale and hit the cash register. Money flew every where and I picked some up. I said I'm out of here and hit him in the head. I ran and jumped into the bed of a pickup truck and I told the man inside to drive to elm st. When we reached elm st he said is this good and I said get out of the truck. He said no and started to drive away. I took my pistol and shot at him I missed his head but hit the windshield. I ran into an alley and changed into my birthday suit.
