Monday, March 28, 2005
Bank Holiday Matinee
Girl: You went out with Minah, Senah, Bedah and Timah all this time?
Boy: Yah.
Girl: Why?
Boy: You’re not here.
Stttttttssss with a silencer as oppose to BANG! BANG!
Girl: Told you I hate competitions.
Boy RIP. Girl walks over the dead body.
Postmortem: Contre-coup pea-size-penis-shaped head injury, haemo-pneumo-thorax, cardiac tamponade, stinking heart, rotten soul, twisted personality.... demonic rigor mortis.
Boy: Yah.
Girl: Why?
Boy: You’re not here.
Stttttttssss with a silencer as oppose to BANG! BANG!
Girl: Told you I hate competitions.
Boy RIP. Girl walks over the dead body.
Postmortem: Contre-coup pea-size-penis-shaped head injury, haemo-pneumo-thorax, cardiac tamponade, stinking heart, rotten soul, twisted personality.... demonic rigor mortis.
