If you don’t like drama, you best be movin along then there, boy. Because we got a lot of it comin…
A minute twitch of her index got rid of all her melancholy. She didn’t have to face the world again.
An Abyssal terror shall bequeath thou, uninitiated one who has yet learn’t of the world.
Fear not however, for within the footsteps of giants thou dost tread; moreover amidst their shadows doth safety lie.
“You can’t do it, Mark,” I cry over the sound of the huge engines, “why would you kill them all over one person?”
“Because,” he looks up, tears in his furious eyes and growls, “I hate you,” he pulls the switch.
In my frustrated urgency I began pounding, trying to bust the lone port-o-potty door open. Amid all the commotion, I heard a deep drawl informatively resound, “Occupado.”