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I was at home hearing my old fashioned radio

  • I was at home hearing my old fashioned radio when a thunder struck a near by building. I jumped up in horrer and ran to my window I saw something unbelievable, I rubbed my eyes and
  • the second I looked back, I was blinded with an astonishingly bright light. What was it that I had seen? I was so confused, it felt like I was floating but I couldnt feel a thing.
  • As the bright light faded I tried to look around, but I couldn't move my head; it was as if my brain no longer had control over my body. Panicking, I
  • threw up. But I was laying down so it plopped back in my mouth. Which made me puke again. This vile cycle of repuking continued until the evil scientist returned and said
  • "Ah yes...I think it's ready." The scientist sucked the repuke out of my mouth with a syringe and deposited it in a beaker. "Hmmm, let's see...the formula also calls for 120 ccs
  • of motor oil and the eye of a newt." I wondered what properties eye of newt contained that it was required for the formula. The scientist explained "We farm newts in Nebraska
  • because we're utterly irrational." One of the scientists snickered at the in joke. The aqueous humor of the regenerated politicians eyeball trickled down into a vat of phillips 66
  • motor oil, ruining it. I gave Dr Mertz an irritated look. He rolled his eyes and tapped the can with the toe of his shoe moving it a few inches, but the damage was done. God, I h
  • ate petrochemicals in all their forms! "Dr Mertz," I hissed, "come the revolution, you and your ilk will be the first against the wall with your cans of motor oil and your fancy
  • pants!" Dr. Mertz looked down at his stained, but ordinary khakis. But my slowly spiraling eyes had already hypnotised him. I pressed a button & opened the secret passageway.

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