Carl reeled back from the altar. The stench of rotted flesh permeated the air around him. He retched. And retched again . The curse was done. He did it. He actually did it! He finally will have his revenge on all those people who posted nasty things about him on Faceblog. All his so-called friends, family and neighbors.

The sacrifices, the potions, the blood, oh the blood! But it was worth it.

He left his mom's basement to see what destruction he had wrought!

His mom, always as solid as a fencepost was not in her chair. Instead, a 5 foot piece of pine lay across the furniture.

Carl clapped!

He stepped outside to spy on Doris, the girl next door but instead found a brick outhouse where she was once standing.

He grinned and kept walking.

Mohammad, his snobbish next door neighbor was just a fish out of water, weakly flopping on the sidewalk.

David, that evil idiot who always seemed to be talking out of both sides of his mouth lay on the front lawn of his house, two gaping holes oozing fluids out of the sides of his head.

Burt, the guy who always was getting the best job and the best girl, and who seemed to be as happy as a pig in manure, was squealing and running down the middle of the street.

The girl Shelby, the one as quiet as a mouse sat on her tiny haunches and was swept up by a hungry owl.

Then Carl stumbled. He fell. He got back up and took two steps before he fell again. His legs and arms felt funny. His fingers were numb. He raised his hand to his face and saw tiny stones being formed out of his flesh. Stones, gravel poured from his sleeves and Carl slowly dissolved into gravel.

But then again, he always was as dumb as a box of rocks.

Have not read anything like this before... but I like it! It's bizzarre, unique and I like the prose it was written in. Keep up the good work!

Originally posted by Marcelli
Have not read anything like this before... but I like it! It's bizzarre, unique and I like the prose it was written in. Keep up the good work!

Thank you. I appreciate your comment. I would encourage you to try it yourself. There is a hidden un-tapped well of talent here.

Originally posted by beezzer
I like toying with my dark side sometimes.

beezzer...

I am your father!


S & F
Buddy

Originally posted by SLAYER69

Originally posted by beezzer
I like toying with my dark side sometimes.

beezzer...

I am your father!


S & F
Buddy

Always appreciated. Thanks!

Originally posted by beezzer


But then again, he always was as dumb as a box of rocks.

What do you have against Rocks?



S&F

Originally posted by sonnny1

Originally posted by beezzer


But then again, he always was as dumb as a box of rocks.

What do you have against Rocks?



S&F

*shakes fist at a rock*



Thanks!

This cracked me up this morning!
Thanks for starting my day off right.Flagged you this morning, just I thought I would come return the compliment!