It was finally Halloween, and I had a nice
outside of my house. The sun was
and as I woke up, I felt like I was going to
after the night of heavy drinking of
&
's.
You see, my girlfriend had dumped me.
after I cheated on her with her sister. :evil: She found out, and well,
: .
Ah well, at first I was
and I felt like I was going to
her, but I decided instead to
.
Looking over her dead body, I ate a few
and drank a bit of
,made by a
did you know? Anyway, back to the story!
I went out, washing my hands of the blood, because, well, I didn't want people to think I was a
, instead I wanted people to think I was a
, plus if the
's came round, I needed an alibi, something plausable.
So I went out to the nearest
club, where they sold McDonald
merchandise. But who do I see out on the dance floor, the woman who got my
and
me in two. I was in
!
How could she come back from the dead? Was she revived by
's? Would nothing kill her? Not even a
?
She was flirting with the nearest
, which made me
. Ah well, I thought, there's always that
I used to go out with, she's up for anything. Especially
in the nude!
The Story of Smilies
