bartholomew tripped on a wire
and crushed his favorite hamster a streak and stain was all that was left besides intangible memories and emotions immediately the 37 year old balding man began to weep silently like a child whose mom and dad had left him at kindergarten through his blurry eyes he strained to make one last visual of his favorite hamster conan such a strapping and virile hamster he swore that with conan running on his wheel he could provide power to his mini-fridge that was only big enough to hold a six-pack he sobbed conan was a beige hamster with a minimal overbite and an energetic disposition voracious appetite and remarkably intelligent bartholomew let out a soft moan his hands shook as he looked at the splatter that was conan and hit himself in the eye furious at his carelessness that cost the life of his dear, little friend conan the mighty hamster that would keep your beer cold |
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