"I'm going to go lie down." My mother said. "Don't forget to feed the dog some kibble."
"Yeah..." I said as my eyes drifted to the fridge. "I'm coming." I thought as I walked over on the cold hardwood floor to my soulmate. I open the fridge, which made that weird suction noise. I pulled out the box of ultra-thin cut triple honey-basted Turkey breast from the top shelf. I carefully, and ever-so gently, opened the box, and ate a slice of meaty miracle. I closed her, for now, and put the box back in. I started to walk away but then I heard a call.
"Come back for more, baby." The voice said. I couldn't resist. I waltzed back on over to the fridge and took the container out again. "One more couldn't hurt." I thought as I took another slab of the juicy goodness.
I finished the entire box that same day.
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Surreal Moments
RandomThese are... I don't know what they are. They are small stories, each one packed into a chapter, which are inspired by my weird life.
