I sat there in the darkness with tears in

I sat there in the darkness with tears in my eyes, nothing made sense here, at least not anymore.
Only 5 minutes earlier, I was making a delivery of sweet-n-sour pork to Apartment 3D. Next thing I knew I was crouched behind this sofa in the dark along with everyone else,waiting
for instructions from the emergency services. The toxic gas cloud, ionizing radiation, dust from mining heavy metals and republican politicians were all heading our direction. We c
-an dance if we want to, we can leave our friends behind." Damn it, why was that meddling melody entering my mind during this apocalypse? Was this why the
people next to me were singing it too...because we are happy at a time like this? An apocalypse happens and then somehow we all become accepting of the situation. Strange.
The stockholm syndrome, they call it. The thought I had such brainwashing terrified me.
But what could I do? Stockholm Syndrome or not, he was the cutest kidnapper I'd ever met. He was the Beauty to my Beast. That was why he locked me up and wouldn't let me go.
What is the best way to get the most important part of the house cleaned? Could you please send me a lot of bleach do that I can clean my kidnappers house? Stockholm
Syndrome, you got to scrub it down, Stockholm Syndrome, I think it's going 'round. I took my baby to the cleaning aisle to buy ourselves some bleach, but baby baby baby it was out
damnit... I got that stupid song stuck in my head again. I blinked and realized I had completely zoned out in the produce section of my local Piggly Wiggly.

Started: 2013-02-01 12:41:46
Finished: 2016-12-07 16:44:18

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