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Idiots

I'm an idiot, you're an idiot, WE ARE ALL IDIOTS. No matter how hard you try to prove to me that you aren't. You will always be an idiot to me. (no offense or anything:] ) Okay so let me get to my story about this person who i though "what the hell is wrong with that person?!"
Okay, it was a cloudy day, perfect temperature, perfect everything so i decided to go out for a walk. About 4 miles from my house came a stench so bad i had to run over behind a tree and vomit!! It was disgusting but i wanted to go see what it was! Luckily i had my bandana tied aroud my head so i took it off, pulled my deodorant out of my pocket and wiped some on the bandana. i then tied the bandana around my nose with the deodorant part facing my nose and continued walking. Once i got to the source of the smell, i IMMEDIATELY regretted it. There was a referee on a horse and about 50 dead bodies all around him. and the horse was pooping so much i think it had problems because there was a pile about 2 feet tall of its crap.. UGH it was nasty. I hid behind a bush and watched the referee as he climbed off the horse and took a bloody knife out. Thats when i screamed! He saw me and got on his horse. "Get her!" he shouted as he chased me. I ran as hard as i could hoping he wouldnt catch up to me. I glanced over my shoulder to see how i was doing but he was RIGHT behind me with a throwing knife ready to be thrown. He threw it and i jumped over to the side landing in a grabage bag filled with who-knows-what. I immediately got back up and continued running as this mad man chased me. He continued throwing knives at me until i noticed a pettern. (btw i have no idea where he got all the knives from) The pattern was left left right center center scream. Then i saw my house and thought dang, i just ran 4 miles! My trainer is going to be so proud! I pulled my keys out of my pocket and made the sharp turn up my driveway. he got off his horse and followed me i opened my door and turned around to face him. He was ugly: failed attempt for a french moustache and a knife in one hand. We were both panting. Once I caught my breath i asked, "what the hell is wrong with you?!" an he replied, "Amy, i love you." Thats when i lost it. I pulled the knife from his hand and stabbed him. Right in the heart. the end
yesimcrazy yesimcrazy 26-30 Jul 26, 2012

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