Afterthoughts

Author: Scyess

Date: February 18, 2003

by Scyess
2-18-03
Hey, there, little girl.
My mommy told me not to talk to strangers.
...but you just talked to me! Your mommy would be mad. You'd better come with me until it's safe to come out.
Oh, you're right! Why don't I just come with you! Do you maybe have a big, dark van to hide me in? Maybe wearing a ball-gag would make mommy less mad at me!
Maybe I should've just brought some chloroform.
No, really, I'd love to have my name on a milk carton! Or to be buried in the woods in an unmarked pit! I can't wait! Loser. Now get the hell away before I mace your ass.