Happy Jack Thompson

4 1 0
                                    

Jack Thompson had always loved big new york with its famous, fancy flats. It was a place where he felt aroused.

He was a happy, dumb, green tea drinker with tall back and muscular ribs. His friends saw him as a melodic, many moron. Once, he had even helped a crazy Daniel's leg cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.

Jack walked over to the window and reflected on his busy surroundings. The thunder storm teased like staring reindeer.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Daniel Sousa. Daniel was an insane troll with blonde back and brunette ribs.

Jack gulped. He was not prepared for Daniel.

As Jack stepped outside and Daniel came closer, he could see the charming glint in his eye.

Daniel gazed with the affection of 6588 malicious broken blue whale. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a kiss."

Jack looked back, even more flustered and still fingering the dirty dinosaur. "Daniel, kiss my ass," he replied.

They looked at each other with panicking feelings, like two determined, diced dog smiling at a very witty birthday, which had 40s jazz music playing in the background and two humorous uncles falling to the beat.

Suddenly, Daniel lunged forward and tried to punch Jack in the face. Quickly, Jack grabbed the dirty dinosaur and brought it down on Daniel's skull.

Daniel's blonde back trembled and his brunette ribs wobbled. He looked angry, his emotions raw like a breezy, bulbous banana.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Daniel Sousa was dead.

Jack Thompson went back inside and made himself a nice drink of green tea.

THE END

Plot Generator StoriesWhere stories live. Discover now