destruction

[pyroxpert]

i walk out onto my back deck and find a hammer. i pick it up. the broken, ugly green table is in front of me. "mom, are we taking this table with us?" "no, it's broken and nasty" "alright" i pound away with the hammer. she walks out "i thought that's what you were doing" "yup, wanna join?" "no my wrists hurt" i continue smashing. after a maniacle laugh she says "what are you doing now?" "making a mess" "ok"

i should get to packing. oh well.