Sunday, November 27, 2011

Stories from Nothing 2

The catalyst: "So I got home at 3:30am, stumbled into my house and run over my cat."

The story:

I don't know why I was driving in my house. The plasterboard walls crumbled and fell around me. A long furry tail stuck out from under the front, right wheel. The chandelier swung back and forth on the ceiling. An arm stuck out from underneath the wheel, too. Which was odd, because I'd run over my cat. Turns out dad was sitting in the living room watching late night TV. I guess that's what you get. Now his favourite chair was broken, too.
Why was I home so late? Because I was out before, that's why. Stop asking so many questions.
I got to bed and fell asleep. A rock undisturbed.

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