just finished a short story for my creative writing class about a guy who kills his classmates in a creative writing class after they criticized his story. can’t wait to share
i just found this show called “murder she wrote” about this old woman writing up alibis for the ungodly number of people she’s clearly killing in her small town
me: *telling my kid about Santa* if you’re not good, a weird old fat man wearing a ridiculous velvet suit will break into your house and leave you fossil fuels
kid: *nervously* why would he do that?
me: because a baby was born in a barn, little one. because of barn baby
security guard: sir, you can’t be here
me: but i AM here
security guard: i understand that, but you can’t be in this area
me: i think i have definitely shown that is not true
townsfolk: you should come to the festival
me: is this a normal “corny” festival or a “human sacrifice to ensure good harvest” festival?
townsfolk: which will entice you to be there?
me: oh i’m going regardless
doctor: you only got one body. you should take care of it
me: if i only got one body, i should probably use it up. really run it ragged
doctor: ...
me: get my money’s worth
interviewer: waht’s your greatest strength?
me: my sword
interviewer: uh...okay. and what’s your greatest weakness?
me: i don’t know how to use a sword