linebyline: Underneath The Broken
What... what was underneath the broken vase? Was that... is that... a-- a body? Have I just killed someone via pottery?
I think I have... O dear. This can't be good. Now I'm going to go to hell. No! Worse than hell! I'm going to go to jail. Aggravated assault. I won't hold up well in prison. I'm sure by the end of my first week I'll be the one underneath broken pottery!
Are they even allowed to have pottery in prison? Maybe I'll be safe from vases, but that doesn't mean I'll be safe!
I have to hide this thing... no, it's not a thing, it's a person. I have to hide this person.
What am I going to do with them?! It's not like I've got some convenient cemetery in my backyard! I don't even have a retention pond.
This is it. The end of my life as I know it. I'm going to rot in jail for hitting someone with an ugly, elongated flower pot.
I think I have... O dear. This can't be good. Now I'm going to go to hell. No! Worse than hell! I'm going to go to jail. Aggravated assault. I won't hold up well in prison. I'm sure by the end of my first week I'll be the one underneath broken pottery!
Are they even allowed to have pottery in prison? Maybe I'll be safe from vases, but that doesn't mean I'll be safe!
I have to hide this thing... no, it's not a thing, it's a person. I have to hide this person.
What am I going to do with them?! It's not like I've got some convenient cemetery in my backyard! I don't even have a retention pond.
This is it. The end of my life as I know it. I'm going to rot in jail for hitting someone with an ugly, elongated flower pot.