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THINGOFTHEDAY (thing+238)

CaptainWacky

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I'M NOT ALONE I HAVE ME

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PLAY

(A MAN ROLLS ONTO THE STAGE AND STARTS HUMPING IT)

Man: OH YEAH BABY, GIVE ME SOME OF THAT STAGE MAGIC I KEEP HEARING ABOUT.

(A woman walks on. She is dressed as a librarian.)

Woman: Sssssh! Some of us are trying to read.

(THE MAN GETS UP AND PUNCHES HER IN THE FACE THEN STARTS HUMPING AGAIN.)

Man: Don't harsh on my buzz, nosetits. OH GOD YES THIS STAGE MAGIC FEELS SO GOOD MAN I'M READ TO CUM.

(The woman sobs to herself.)

Woman: Why...why...

Man: CEASE YOUR BOBBING, MICK CHICK.

Woman: What?

Man: ARGH, WHAT? WHAT'S NOSE TUNA CHUNKS...what's happening? I'm losing my words!

Woman: Fortunately I am a famous brain surgeon and can diagnose you right now.

Man: Well what is it, doc?

Woman: A fatal brain tumour.

(THe man punches the woman in the face, hard. She drops to the ground. He mounts her and rains blows down upon her face.)

Man: FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK BRINKY DAVE FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK COATRACK FUCK FUCK FUCK CHEESE FUCK FUCK FUCK SHELVES...Aaaah. I can't lose fuck.

(He stops punching her and just sits there staring at his bloody fists for a full five minutes.)

Man: I can't lose leaves tuna cheese...fuck. I can't lose brain brain brain brain BRAIN AAAAH FRANCE fuck...I can't lose fuck. AVRIL LAVIGNE.

(The woman slowly gets up. Her face is horribly bruised.)

Woman: I'm so sorry.

(The man elbows her in the face.)

Man: You're nothing to me now you're a thing no you're less than a thing because nothing is real anymore it's all just a big pile of manure shit inside my head that's all it is that's all it'll ever be anymore because you broke it you broke reality I was deluded yes I was humping the stage yes but I was doing what I wanted to do and I was me I was sure of myself yes that self was an illusion and an idiot I'm not going to deny that but it was me and at least I was happy and it was going forward but now I'm stuck and there's nothing just a gaping abyss and that is me don't you get it it's not consuming me that is me now and I have to consume the world I have to hurt the world I have to make it pay and it's not real anyway so it doesn't even matter.

Woman: I know.

(The man starts crying and she embraces him.)

Woman: I know.

Man: I just want it SHELVES SHELVES MIRRORS back. I just want it back...

(The woman takes a gun out from between her breasts.)

Woman: Here.

Man: Oh thank you. I'm sorry for the beatdown.

Woman: I've never felt more alive.

(The man blows his own brains out. The woman looks at his body, satisfied. She licks the gun.)

Woman: I'm not even a real doctor.

FIN

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welllll
I say "shelves" a lot

you know why

because sometimes I have to think of a random word

but I have no imagination

NONE

so I look around

and there's shelf right in front of me above the computer

so I say "SHELVES!"

Lol
that's it

that's the reason
 
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