The Cecil Hotel

Chapter 7: Pig liver

Mike, Gil, and Gobe-Joe finally made it through the back door after about 5 hours. They saw a beardedman in the hallway.
"Why hello there!" Said the old man.
Why the fuck is a stranger talking to us? Thought Mike.
"Uhh... Gil? I'm scared," said Mike.
"Coward," Gil muffled to himself.
"What the hell did you just say?" Said Mike.
"I said...uh...flowers!" Gil said pointing to an imaginary patch of flowers because he was too stupid to think.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" Mike screamed.
"What is it now, freak?" Asked Gil.
"Y-y-you're p-p-p-po-possessed!!!!" Yelled Mike.
"How the hell am I possessed?" Asked Gil angrily.
"Be-because! Y-you s-said that there... are flowers when they're not!" said Mike, shaking.
"Aw come on wimp, I was just friggin joking."
"Well fellow peeps, I say we have lunch together," said the bearded mysteryman. "I'm Amish, by the way," he said.
"Nice to meet you, Amish," said Mike.
"No stupid, that's not his name you stupid drunk fuck!" Gil shot at Mike.
"Yeah, my name's Ghbillupp Smarlo. I'm an Amish lumberjack," he said snarling and snorting while eating a papaya.
"And I'm Clifford Bernstein!" said another old bearded Amish man who popped out of nowhere. "I'm his bro. We're pirates of the Caribbean," he said taking a bite of an apple and then spitting it on the ground. Not only did he spit the apple all over the floor, but he also threw the remaining apple and the knife to cut it with into the garbage can for no reason whatsoever.
"Fuck yeah baby lets order some pig liver!" Mike yelled his ass off.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Gil started shouting obscenities at the waiter because the goddamn restaurant wasn't open.
"You stupid fucking the fuck of a fuckface you fucking asshole of a fucking potato ass dickhead!" He yelled.
The waiter looked at him like he was from another planet.
"Uhh, Gil? I think we should uh... Just go to the uh... lobby and get some uh...food," said Mike like a coward.
Clifford spit out another piece of apple and this time he landed on the waiter.
"Oh, sorry man, I didn't see you," he said casually.
The waiter glared at them. He took a bone of chicken and threw it at Clifford. "You stupid asshorn," he yelled as he snarled and snorted and growled and barked like some sort of wild animal from a foreign country.
"Okay," Clifford said awkwardly, shrugging.
When they got back to the hotel, the room was full of pig liver. They all dug in and ate everything. They especially liked the pig fat. Clifford spit out the bone causing it to land on another resident. The resident snorted at him and then barked like a dog as he dug into another meal, rhinoceros tongue.
Geez what is up with the people here, thought Clifford.
They arrived back to their hotel rooms and Gil spent the whole rest of the night watching violent action movies about cartoon figures killing each other.

(To be continued)