Coinscious... Adrain wrote the microscopic word on the toilet paper. He had finally concluded the story he wanted to story, all written in his own blood. But to whom?
Klop Klop Klop.
Now he needed to hurry. He darted his head everywhere in the dog cage. He got location as he spotted the single flower in the forest.
"Git up, tiger!" The ginger officer grabbed Adrain. Leaving his covered hole behind. The Earth itself shall remember him.
They proceed to that guillotine. Passing a stone arch and another. Totaling 12 in all. Those boys did a hell of a job. They cracked up the wooden stairs. Al knew what do, he'd seen flims about it. Placed his noggin on the stand, the blade above ready to bite.
"ADRAIN WARREN!" The excutioner, also the ginger, called his name. "For crime of murdering Joe Pickcot and Severly injuring Ronald Copper, I-
"You call death upon me, let's get this motherfucking show on da road come on!"
The guards grew spiteful, while some of the prisoner giggled silently. Including one particular dark fellow with a black eye and a tight crouch.
"SUCUMA BABY! I LOVE YA BABY!"
That man shook and cried. "I'M GONNA MISS YA BABY!!!"
"YEAAAAAAAAH! KILL ME!"
The ginger answered the call, untied the rope. The blade slid down... down... down...
CAAAAAAACHAAAAAAANG!
THE END
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That Spectacular Guy
HumorThis is the amazing, fantastic tale of a boy who learned of alternative means of obtaining things. The story is fiction yet possibly true. There is comedy yet tragedy. Who will go and who will still. READ AND FIND OUT!
