Yep.
I died.
On the inside.
Not enough, though.
I felt more poo wanting to come out, but since I was upside down, it was working it’s way towards my mouth.
I screamed.
Then I screamed again.
I didn’t want my poo in my mouth!
“Hey! Anybody there? I need some help! I don’t want poo in my mouth!”
The HR lady opened the door and looked in.
“What’s that you say?”
“I got more poo and I can feel it moving towards my mouth. I don’t want it in my mouth!”
“Yeah, well, it doesn’t work that way. Say, do you remember what Bob did now?”
“Noooooooooo!”
“Alright. Will be seeing you later, dead or alive,” she said and shut the door.
Great.
I died a little bit more.
Inside.
And there truly was something heading towards my mouth.
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