Laying Low: Day Two
I chewed off my own foot earlier today, and watched as it grew back of the steady sum of two hours. Despite some Setbacks here at the Appartment, I'm staving off the creeping boredom as much as I can. Mario offers me little comfort, he just jumps on things, and laughs at me when I close my eyes.
I find that I'm begining to think strange thoughts as I slip deeper into the sanctity of madness, such as "What would happen if a duck made a cold fusion generator" or "Why do Hamburger buns come in packages of ten, but Hamburger meat is usually a thick lifeless slab of dead bab-er-Cow...."
So alone...................so very alone........I'm hoping that nobody comes in and eats my bacon........I'm thinking of saving that for later...
I find that I'm begining to think strange thoughts as I slip deeper into the sanctity of madness, such as "What would happen if a duck made a cold fusion generator" or "Why do Hamburger buns come in packages of ten, but Hamburger meat is usually a thick lifeless slab of dead bab-er-Cow...."
So alone...................so very alone........I'm hoping that nobody comes in and eats my bacon........I'm thinking of saving that for later...