"He. He."
"This should be fun."
Little Goodrip smiled as the syringe pressed into its brain.
Deeply.
Deeper.
But not much deeper than that.
"Hoo. Ray." Little Goodrip pushed on the end of the syringe, transferring the liquid to It's central nerve system.
"I feel......"
Little Goodrip was not able to finish Its sentence however.
For a rain cloud appeared over Its head.
"My. My." Little Goodrip said wetly.
"Where is my rectum?"
The cloud created a hyperbolic disturbance in the gravitational field of Little Goodrip.
"I guess i should of worn pants today."
Little Goodrip smiled from top-to-bottom. It smelled the puddle of brown underneath it. Feet dripping unknown substances.
"aaahhhh..."
Little Goodrip smiled again. Relaxing.
"Thats. Better."
The still connected needle snapped off from Its cranium. The orange solution was fully drained.
"Can I see in the. Dark now?"
Little Goodrip underwent a metamorphosis and turned part carrot.
"Yummy. Yum."
Little Goodrip licked Its lips as a fat mans belly button sucked It up to another dimension.
But That Children.
Is For Next Time.
oh dear Bryce. I think you need more theraputic sessions with Dr.Cibth.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to write a song and call it carotene square. It sounds nice.
ReplyDeleteHooray! You must tell me when it's finished. Doctors orders.
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