TwentyFiveHargreeves
They're all Dead. Something I did or Did Not Do Screwed 'the timeline'....I'm alone now; living on rats and old canned goods, oh yeah diarrhea... can be a close friend sometimes... but I have Dolores in the HQ up there, huh?) she's real but sometimes a very opinionated partner , yeah sometimes. Frankly, I drive her nuts with formulas on how we 'jumped' into The Blasted HEATH, here....
She once warned me not to EAT the Twinkies I found! (You were right, OK.) There is a big house foundation 1.56 miles to the west off of Maple Ave. Bet there's a wine cellar under there somewhere. Oh....
I though I saw a flash yesterday, God the mind can play tricks on you after 19 years 3 months 3 weeks 4 days 12 hours...you get the picture. Thought I saw a Jackie Kennedy Clone with a big black suitcase in herhand. When I shook my head to get hair out of my eyes, poof she was gone. So I walked over to where I thought she was standing and I swear I could barely make out in the dirt, the imprint of a pair of Size 8 Jimmy Choo's. Tomorrow, I am going back to the Department Store Basement Ladies Shoe Dept. to see if it matches before the rain comes.
Am I crazy? "No, Dolores I am not horny for her, she doesn't exist. At least your real, my Dear! I shouted at her. Maybe it was the cockroach soup from last night... I am definitely hallucinating.
"Dolores, keep the rifle close and loaded, safety off...if she pops back in for a dance, I will shoot her in the leg."
What was That?
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