good times

Nov 05, 2004 04:22

the blood was pouring down his shirt as he layed there lifeless.
the pieces of the cinderblock that ended his life were scattered across the parking lot.
i just couldnt stop.
i lost all self controll.
i just kept slamming what was once his face over and over, each swing more and more intense.
finally he stopped breathing, but that just wasnt good enough so i threw the limp body in my trunk.
he had to pay and it was time.
i took an electric meat carver and the corpse into my bathtub and lost it again.
i was just carving and cutting, slicing and stabbing. it was great.
after about an hour and a half of mutilation i started to get a lil bored so after i bagged up all the pieces, back to the trunk he went.
realizing a puzzle of body parts in the bathtub is a little hard to explain to company i had to get rid of the mess.
i drove out to the woods out in the rural area right outside of town not even really sure where i was. hell i dont think i could find my way back out there if i wanted to.
i dug a deep hole and dumped the bags in it. (note to self... blood is a lil too noticeable inside a white fuckin trash bag)
with the help of a half gallon of gas and a few matches i got rid of everything but bones and teeth.
i actually thought it would take alot longer than it did to burn off that much flesh.
after all the smoke cleared i filled the hole back in, pissed on the fresh dirt, and headed home.
time to clean up the mess in the bathroom and get to bed. g'nite
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