A Carton of Cigarettes and a Bag of Double Bubble
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
776
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Afterward
Afterward
So that’s how they found me, laying beside that fuckin’ pool all at ease with the world. Of course it didn’t fuckin’ stay that way long, I was arrested charged with quadruple homicide, God only knows how they linked me back with those fuckers uptown, and sentenced to death. Just my fuckin’ luck that they would try me as a fuckin’ adult, right man? I’m the youngest fuckin’ person ever to be sentenced to death. I been in this fuckin’ prison supposedly awaiting death for two years this July.
I don’t fuckin’ care what they charge me with, what I did was fuckin’ right and they know it. Like I said I don’t make any motherfuckin’ excuses other than that I’m a motherfuckin’ psycho, my favorite books are the “Catcher in the Rye” and “One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest”, I love double bubble gum and I’m a freak about chivalry. Fuckin’ bottom line.
Speaking of which these right here are the exact same books I had then. I kept ‘em. These are fuckin’ special. I don’t know if I ever got it back after I lost it, my mind I mean, and I don’t fuckin’ care. After all what are they gonna do, kill me?
I don’t fuckin’ think so, I been talking to Tina on visiting days and she said that Tony might be able to pull some fuckin’ strings from the outside and inside. Said it would probably be soon. Anyway I’m thinking about fuckin’ leaving this place, it’s nice and all, but two fuckin’ years is a long time to spend in one of these fuckin’ places.
My parents have basically disowned me, I think, they stopped coming visiting six months ago. I heard the other day that Slim and Shorty had their fuckin’ cork popped last month in some back alley. Sounds to me like they got a fuckin’ taste of their own medacine.
I’ve been telling you I was a fuckin’ psycho the whole goddamned time and i can see you believe me, but would you believe the stupid motherfuckers working here, the prison psychiatrist, I mean, they say I’m fucking peechy keen! Jesus H. motherfucking Christ, whose crazier me or them? You know they say I made all that shit up about the snow, but what they never could fuckin’ explain is why I developed a nasty round of pnumonia in the middle of the fuckin’ summer.
I don’t know if this is fuckin’ ironic or what, but I heard my Aunt Kathy died in the World Trade Center when it came down, she was taking one of those fuckin’ guided tours. It fuckin’ made me sad to hear that because she had finally been getting out, you know. I guess if you fuckin’ waste too much time it comes up behind you and kicks you in your ass.
I guess in the long run you can’t have everything. Take for example, there’s probably no way in fuckin’ hell I’m gonna be an EMT now. Nope that ones gone way the hell down the road, I ended up killing anyway. But you see I found out something interesting, Tina’s pimp, you know the one she said was real fuckin’ young? His name was John. Now how fucked up is that? I told you, man, this is a fucked up world we live in.
So, now you know who I am, where the hell I’ve been, what the fuck I’ve seen and how I got in here. I have no fuckin’ idea why I just told you all this, I guess I just needed to dump it off on somebody else, you know, kinda fuck that volcano shit over. Anyway, now that you know do you still wanna fuck around with me? Think about it, because I just might take you with me when I get outta this place. I kinda feel kindred spirits and that shit. I’ll leave you alone a while to decide.
One thing before I go, let me tell you something. No matter what anybody tells you, life is just the same as a fuckin’ movie, man. If you go for something nine outta ten fuckin’ times it’ll turn out like you wanted or something like it if you don’t fuck it up too much. I mean right now, even though theres about four hundred motherfuckers that wanna see me fry, I can’t think of any other place in this world I’d rather be. Well, maybe with Tina, but other than that.... Anyway, fuckin’ think about it, man.
Well, I’m gonna go get some gum. This fuckin’ place has every kind of damn gum in the fuckin’ world except dubble bubble, ain’t that a bitch? What the hell, you can’t have everything, right man?
The End
So that’s how they found me, laying beside that fuckin’ pool all at ease with the world. Of course it didn’t fuckin’ stay that way long, I was arrested charged with quadruple homicide, God only knows how they linked me back with those fuckers uptown, and sentenced to death. Just my fuckin’ luck that they would try me as a fuckin’ adult, right man? I’m the youngest fuckin’ person ever to be sentenced to death. I been in this fuckin’ prison supposedly awaiting death for two years this July.
I don’t fuckin’ care what they charge me with, what I did was fuckin’ right and they know it. Like I said I don’t make any motherfuckin’ excuses other than that I’m a motherfuckin’ psycho, my favorite books are the “Catcher in the Rye” and “One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest”, I love double bubble gum and I’m a freak about chivalry. Fuckin’ bottom line.
Speaking of which these right here are the exact same books I had then. I kept ‘em. These are fuckin’ special. I don’t know if I ever got it back after I lost it, my mind I mean, and I don’t fuckin’ care. After all what are they gonna do, kill me?
I don’t fuckin’ think so, I been talking to Tina on visiting days and she said that Tony might be able to pull some fuckin’ strings from the outside and inside. Said it would probably be soon. Anyway I’m thinking about fuckin’ leaving this place, it’s nice and all, but two fuckin’ years is a long time to spend in one of these fuckin’ places.
My parents have basically disowned me, I think, they stopped coming visiting six months ago. I heard the other day that Slim and Shorty had their fuckin’ cork popped last month in some back alley. Sounds to me like they got a fuckin’ taste of their own medacine.
I’ve been telling you I was a fuckin’ psycho the whole goddamned time and i can see you believe me, but would you believe the stupid motherfuckers working here, the prison psychiatrist, I mean, they say I’m fucking peechy keen! Jesus H. motherfucking Christ, whose crazier me or them? You know they say I made all that shit up about the snow, but what they never could fuckin’ explain is why I developed a nasty round of pnumonia in the middle of the fuckin’ summer.
I don’t know if this is fuckin’ ironic or what, but I heard my Aunt Kathy died in the World Trade Center when it came down, she was taking one of those fuckin’ guided tours. It fuckin’ made me sad to hear that because she had finally been getting out, you know. I guess if you fuckin’ waste too much time it comes up behind you and kicks you in your ass.
I guess in the long run you can’t have everything. Take for example, there’s probably no way in fuckin’ hell I’m gonna be an EMT now. Nope that ones gone way the hell down the road, I ended up killing anyway. But you see I found out something interesting, Tina’s pimp, you know the one she said was real fuckin’ young? His name was John. Now how fucked up is that? I told you, man, this is a fucked up world we live in.
So, now you know who I am, where the hell I’ve been, what the fuck I’ve seen and how I got in here. I have no fuckin’ idea why I just told you all this, I guess I just needed to dump it off on somebody else, you know, kinda fuck that volcano shit over. Anyway, now that you know do you still wanna fuck around with me? Think about it, because I just might take you with me when I get outta this place. I kinda feel kindred spirits and that shit. I’ll leave you alone a while to decide.
One thing before I go, let me tell you something. No matter what anybody tells you, life is just the same as a fuckin’ movie, man. If you go for something nine outta ten fuckin’ times it’ll turn out like you wanted or something like it if you don’t fuck it up too much. I mean right now, even though theres about four hundred motherfuckers that wanna see me fry, I can’t think of any other place in this world I’d rather be. Well, maybe with Tina, but other than that.... Anyway, fuckin’ think about it, man.
Well, I’m gonna go get some gum. This fuckin’ place has every kind of damn gum in the fuckin’ world except dubble bubble, ain’t that a bitch? What the hell, you can’t have everything, right man?
The End