Saturday, March 20, 2010

number 3

you are coming home late from work. your car dies on the highway in the woods. no cell tower near you, you hike back to town and buy a battery. walking back to the car carrying the battery and you see someone jumping your car to steal it. you start to run and trip and fall over the guard rail and off a cliff. you lay there with broken bones and can't move. the battery is on top of you and leaking acid all over you. as it eats your flesh, in the distance you can hear some campers listening to music loudly. they keep playing songs from the police and rod stewart. the end

1 comment:

Skyler Call said...

Hey, I like The Police!