I don’t deal well with being sick.

[dragonlady7]

Me, groaning: I need you to take me out back and shoot me.
K: … Can I dismember you?
Me: Yes. Cut me up and dump me in that awesome place you know of to get rid of a body.
K: Yesss! Wait, no, it’s raining. I can’t, there’d be tracks.
Me: You got room in your freezer until then.
K: Naw, it’d be way too messy.
Me: Cmon, please? I’m no good to anyone like this. Please just shoot me.
K: I can’t. I’d miss you too much.
Me: Hmph! And here I thought you were a good marksman!

Comments

[toujours_nigel]

awwww