The deepest regions of outer hell space nebula 69

"We are all gathered here today to remember a man by the name of Peter Gibbins.He was a kind and generous man.He gave to the community and changed all of our lives with his kindness.May we bow our heads and pray in loving memory of this man." Just at that moment the body of Peter Gibbins awoke from its slumber.The disgusting mass of tissue wich used to be his face let out a terrible low moan of hunger.Peter came back to feast..........feast on our warm living flesh.

 

 

 

                                                                      TO BE CONTINIUED 

The moon shines

off the glare of your eyes

Reminding me

of the happy times

we used to have

The wind carries a smell

sweet to the nose

over the green hills we sit on

The sun sets on the horizon

leting the world relax and prepare

for the future we could have.

 

I had a dream and it told me my costume.I am going to be the scariest thing imanigable.......A LAWER MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

I had a very interesting chat with the toaster this mourning.I woke up at quarter to seven as I always do and walked to the bathroom.I undressed,turned on the shower to warm it up and brushed my teeth as I always do.I showered,shaved and walked back to my bedroom as I always do.I got dressed,got my briefcase sorted and did up my tie as I always do.I walked to the kitchen,turned on the television and put on a pot of coffee as I always do.I opened the fridge door to grab bread and thats when it happened........"HEY",a voice called from the counter.I was startled and i grabed a butcher knife."Who's there.....how'd you get into my house."I screamed.The voice came back,"Don't worry,I'm here to tell you something important.Now put the knife down,grab a chair and sit at the counter.....you're coffee's done".I put the knife down,grabbed a chair and sat in front of the coffee machine as I NEVER do.I grabed a cup and the sugar and poured my self a coffee."So what do you have to tell me mysterius voice."I calmly said."Ok,this is going to sound weird,I'm your toaster and I need to tell you something.Today....if you haven't noticed yet......is going to be a different day.You're going to go to work and do something for me."The toaster said in a serius voice.I asked,"It is weird that you're talking to me since you're a toaster and all......but it doesn't phase me.What do you want me to do oh great and mighty toaster."He gave a little evil sniker and replied,"You are going to kill your boss and eat his heart."

 

WHAT WILL OUR HERO DO

WILL HE OBEY THE TOASTERS MIGHTY MIND CONTROL

ONLY TIME CAN TELL THE FATE OF THIS SIMPLE MAN
STAY TUNED NEXT WEEK

SAME CRACK TIME

SAME CRACK CHANEL

Time almost seems to slow down right in front of me.I can see the waves of sound slowly rippling across the air.The smoke from my cigarette resembles foggy water.I can see every movement a fly makes.The people around me move only a millemeter per second.All is silent and calm.Beads of water hang in the air from a child splashing in a puddle.I walk over to her and pluck a bead of water out of the air.It does not change shape,nor leak down my hand to moisten my skin.It hangs there still in my finger tips un touched by time.

I used to go camping alot when i was a kid.We would go to the lake and sit on the beach.Swim,laugh and have a good time.I used to sneek away at night when my parents were asleep.I'd creep into the woods and look for little critters.I loved watching things die.It started with bugs.I would look for bugs every where.When i found the biggest one i could find i would kill it.I alway picked a different way.Fire,nails,drowning,my shoe,squashing them in my fingers and sometimes i would eat them.Then i moved on to birds and squirels.I'd rip off an arm or wing and let it bleed to death.Crush them with rocks,open them up and play with the insides.The it was cats.I terrorized the cats in my neighbour hood.They're still scared of me to this day.Then dogs,deer and all other animals.It got to the point where i was camping most of the year hunting.Now...twelve years later,I'm at the same spot in the woods,with a fresh corpse,open and still warm to the touch.She looks so lovely in the moon light.Just one kiss....