I was at the bar again and I'd had a few.
- I was at the bar again and I'd had a few. I thought I said/meant to say: Hey, I'm Paul. You're pretty. Would you care to join me for a drink this evening? But what I actually said
- was: "Hey, I'm Paul. You're pretty. Would you care to join me for a drink tomorrow evening?" This was deeply embarrassing as I had a prior engagement the next day. Ashamed, I went
- totally berzerker on Paul and shot him in the neck with a stun gun. When I came to my senses, Paul had recovered. He was nice about it, that now I did owe him a drink, so I
- sponged the back of his neck. "Sorry for the botched first attempt," I said as I re-fastened Paul to the chair and increased the gun's voltage. "Would you like some rum?" He nodded
- then recited his first letter to the Philippians. "Yo, Philippian dudes, what's up?" That was as far Paul got before I tazed him again. This time was much more satisfactory.
- I was the metaphoric "thorn" in the apostle Paul's side, you see. I'm the one Paul had to endure his entire life, despite his prayerful pleas for God to deliver him. I tazed him so
- that I could dispose of the corpse that I was lugging around. Paul was my accomplice in the crime, so he had no choice but to help me out in the endeavor.
- I took the feet & Paul took the arms. But he moaned about having to look at those cold staring eyes. "It's a bit late to start complaining now you're a cold blooded killer." The co
- lor of their victim's lips was slowly turning blue, a sure sign that had set in, only adding to Paul's disgust. Paul could not have known this at the time, but the body they were
- born from, had been their mother's. Paul reflected upon reproduction and had another cracker. He broke it in half, for Polly wanted a cracker too. And sharing is caring.
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lucielucie Oct 26 2014 @ 17:00
Hello storyfascist! Long time no see.
StoryFascist Oct 27 2014 @ 15:58
Hello back! It is always a pleasure being back.