One last gasp before sleeping for eternity. One last struggle in a bathtub. She put up a gallant fight. It was a mess!! Mr. Tiddles needed a crow bar to smash a hole in the back of her head in order to release the poison (brain matter & muffin milk). Then I stitched her up and laid her down on the bed. I wanted to watch her decompose before my eyes. I hope she embraces the afterlife with full force. She should thank me for releasing her from her mortal coil. Mr. Tiddles never gets any praise for his work. Killing humans "day in and day out" is a hard profession, but at least there will always be a need for me!!!
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