His vicious teeth shined back at me from

His vicious teeth shined back at me from across the table. A testament to british orthdontics, their jagged inconsistency cut a serrated edge against the darkness within.
Then Mick Jagger started flossing. He was using nautical ropes to attack the legions of plaque migrating across the great plains of his gums. He always flossed before
going to the adult book store, as was his routine of the past 40 years. He'd later use the bloody and plaque-caked string to truss up the
rack of lamb that Sean was making for Christmas dinner. Mint jelly will go nicely with this. With that, Sean
reached for the mint and began mixing it into a jelly. Sean knew that most of his family did not like lamb, but he did and it's his house, he will make what he wants. Christmas
became a waste. It was all about the gifts and ham, well Dang It! Sean was sick of the ham and gifts, this year he had something spectacular in mind
, something that would surpass anything he had ever thought of. Something that would stick in people's minds for many years to come. At that moment, though
the only think he could think about was his broken iPod. He knew if he could only listen to some calming music, he would be able to focus on the matter at hand.
however, the transporter beam had malfunctioned and beamed him into the antiuniverse so unfortunately aside from him there was only antimatter.
This was no time to be negative, he thought. In the beginning was the word. And at the end, just that one thought. The universe collapsed on itself, time enfolded itself. Rebirth.

Started: 2010-12-16 07:28:17
Finished: 2011-03-21 12:42:46

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