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August 05, 2005

Laurence - Bath time

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Wendy rubbed her sweat-covered forehead and gritted her teeth.

It was always the same: first the pain, then the visions. Screaming. Seeing Satan in her five children. Drowning them in the tub.

And blinding, mad agony.

"Why is this shit happening to me?" she screamed, reaching for the Excedrin bottle. "I don't have any kids!"

The pain stopped.

"No children?" said a voice in her head. "I'm sorry, is this the Yates Residence?"

"They're next door," whimpered Wendy.

"Oh," said the voice. "My mistake. Sorry for bothering you."

The demon flowed from Wendy's nose, shrugged, and wafted out the door.

Comments

I see you will joining me on the bustrip to hell :-)

Posted by: bob at August 5, 2005 10:21 AM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0

We'll be having a party on that bus. Woohoo!

Posted by: david at August 5, 2005 03:58 PM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0

You sick fuck. Best one yet!

Posted by: Elisson at August 5, 2005 06:10 PM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0