Wednesday March 8th
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charisstomaTitle: Wednesday
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 218
“Dearly Departed, we are gathered here today to disjoin this body from this soul.
If anyone can show just cause why this body should not be separated from its soul, speak now or ever hold your peace. “
John looked at Henry. “Bad day?”
A toothy wide smile directed at him was Henry’s answer.
“How do you feel about decorating the office with heads put up on spikes around the room on the bookshelves?”
“Um,” John paused, “any particular heads and do they have to be real because after a time they’ll stink.”
“Oh, we’d have them professionally done to prevent that problem. And I haven’t determined which heads … yet.”
“Mine?”
“Nooooo, I’ve got other uses for your head … and your body. Stress relief through mutual pleasure. Plus you’re warm and cuddly which a definite plus…. And I love you.”
“Oh good,” John grinned. “I love you too.”
“However… you might not want to hang around today if the computer keeps pausing to decide if it wants to do what I’m telling it to do or I may affix you to the door and throw paperclips at you.”
“Right. I’ll bring you back lunch. Anything you have a yen for?”
“The blood of my enemies.”
“Right. Chocolate something for dessert,” John said leaving the room quickly.
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 218
“Dearly Departed, we are gathered here today to disjoin this body from this soul.
If anyone can show just cause why this body should not be separated from its soul, speak now or ever hold your peace. “
John looked at Henry. “Bad day?”
A toothy wide smile directed at him was Henry’s answer.
“How do you feel about decorating the office with heads put up on spikes around the room on the bookshelves?”
“Um,” John paused, “any particular heads and do they have to be real because after a time they’ll stink.”
“Oh, we’d have them professionally done to prevent that problem. And I haven’t determined which heads … yet.”
“Mine?”
“Nooooo, I’ve got other uses for your head … and your body. Stress relief through mutual pleasure. Plus you’re warm and cuddly which a definite plus…. And I love you.”
“Oh good,” John grinned. “I love you too.”
“However… you might not want to hang around today if the computer keeps pausing to decide if it wants to do what I’m telling it to do or I may affix you to the door and throw paperclips at you.”
“Right. I’ll bring you back lunch. Anything you have a yen for?”
“The blood of my enemies.”
“Right. Chocolate something for dessert,” John said leaving the room quickly.
