"James, did you give Jimmy his zombie meds?"
- "James, did you give Jimmy his zombie meds?" Did he? Heart thumping, he raced to the den where their toddler had already swallowed most of the baby. "Not a 100 percent sure, Honey!
- Why do you ask?" James peered around the corner at his lovely wife Shelley. Who worked for the W.H.O.. The baby was gone Jimmy their toddler burped his satisfaction and charged.
- "James! Look out!" Shelley SCREAMED in vain. Jimmy, the toddler, had now eaten both his Brother and Father, and then turned his sights toward his Mother. Shelley exposed her breast
- cancer diagnosis to Jimmy as a last resort. The toddler tilted his head at the paper and said "Mommy dead?"
- The doctor darted his eyes away, tears rising. He sighed, looking up, as if pleading, "God, help me." He couldn't break it to the kid about the mom, not here in the hospital room.
- Everything the kid and the mom owned lay about the hospital room in a dozen or so walmart bags. All they had was each other and those crummy goddamn bags. Now he was have to tell
- his mum he ate all the biscuits.
- "Tell me the truth now," his mum asked. "Did you eat all the biscuits? Hmm? Did you??" "No," he lied. "I certainly did not eat all the biscuits. HE did!" and pointed to the dog.
- The dog stood up on his hind legs, put his paws on his hips and scowled at Timmy. "NO WAY! DON'T BLAME THIS SHIT ON ME!" he farted and sat back down, panting all happy like.
- In the end Timmy cleaned up the mess, but he made the dog wear adult diapers for the rest of his life, which suited him just fine. He thinks he's people. In adult diapers.
- Started
- 2017-02-21 07:41:25
- Finished
- 2017-02-23 16:59:37
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Woab Feb 23 2017 @ 17:01
Whoa, this took a few turns.