mixed tape hilarity
the curtains gently swayed in the open window and the lapping of the lake shore could be heard in the distance with the occasional hoot of an owl being the only other sound within normal human audible range - generally an audible sound that is a pressure wave with frequency between 20 Hz and 20,000 Hz - it had been a perfect evening, they had eaten on the decking at the edge of the lake and held each other as they watched the sun go down, making the most beautiful colours in the sky and on the mirror like surface of the water. He would occasionally whisper sweet nothings in her ear and his warm breath on her neck would make her shudder as she thought how lucky they had been to find each other.


Alas they would never eat on the decking again, nor would they watch the sun disappear together ever again.


For the stench of death hung low in the moist, warm air. She had been stabbed several hundred times and lay in a pool of blood with a variety of garden and kitchen utensils sticking out of her now rigid corpse. He lay in two halves, one of which had been set upon by a pack of hungry vultures, who were tearing at his sinews with their razor sharp beaks & talons. A gentle pop burst the air and a clear liquid ran down his now unrecognisable face as a vulture tucked into his remaining eyeball.


twas the horror that be fronted all the next day.





mixed tape reference so as not to prejudice the insertion of above collection of nouns and adjectives etc etc into the current insipid question of the week
(little lord muthafuckin fauntleroy, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 16:21, Reply)