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Location: Birmingham, Alabama, United States

I'm a telecommunications engineer who has recently once again taken a shine to the notion of finding an outlet for his thoughts, and all too frequent encounters with the strange.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Story Part VII

"Do exactly what I say and you won't get hurt, I got a use for you!"
Somehow Jhonny didn't find this all that reassuring at the moment. His thoughts again raced;"Man, ain't karma a bitch","I do have a gun, maybe I'll get an opportunity to use it on this guy before he's done with me", "Why are all the walls.........moving?", "Awwww......shit........the......acidiskickingin!".

Jhonny fought to keep his head as straight as possible amid the growing hallucinations, through the haze he was motioned to the still bleeding body of the clerk. "Grab his ankles and drag him to the cooler," said the now grinning barrel of the shotgun. Jhonny complied as best he could as his assailant followed him, now a hulking beast with a shotgun for a head. As he approached the silver door in the back he began to wonder if heaven was really full of angels.......little Angelinas surrounded him, chastising him for what he had become and he began to feel very sick.

"Put it over there", sang the shotgun monster in three part harmony. "Catsup, just, catsup", Jhonny repeated over the chorus of angels as he propped the body against the back wall of the cooler. A band of mariachis began to play in Jhonny's head and he swore he could hear the hee-haw of a donkey. He looked up and the grinning shotgun stuck its tongue out at him. This was just too much; he began to laugh.

"What the hell is your problem!?", screamed the shotgun. Suddenly it was right in his face, puckering up for a kiss. Without warning Jhonny's raging redneck homophobia began to kick in, overwhelming reason and what little rational thought he still posessed.

Suddenly Jhonny screamed, "I ain't no faggot!" and slapped the shotgun headed monster as hard as he could. He watched in disblief as the head flew off and hit the wall of the cooler.
BOOM! It went off as the body of the beast exploded covering him in blood. He moved closer, wondering what had happened, had it been in his mind? Nope, there it was, a shotgun next to a headless body.
"Serves ya right, knocked yer head clean off, faggot shotgun dude!" he shouted.

4 Comments:

Blogger Solderjunkie said...

Aw come on guys, I wanna see what happens next.

5:11 PM  
Blogger Zipdot said...

NEXT

7:28 PM  
Blogger Zipdot said...

Yeah, me too... Where is it??!?

New Rule : When you post NEXT you have to immediately go write the continuation on your blog.

5:15 PM  
Blogger Solderjunkie said...

New rule #2: Don't let your spamblocker keep a guy from following rule #1

10:32 PM  

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