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Anonymous
Understanding that it will be hard to carry all the bodies you head to the back room of the meat department, searching for a meat hook, to make all the corpse dragging a little more manageable. Upon reaching the back you run into a Butcher and politely ask him for a meat hook. Now while there is a chance Hell understand perfectly, give you a meat hook and bus fare to get home (lost your wallet in Mexico, damn you Big Bob), chances are that hell ask difficult questions like why do you need a meat hook?, how did you get back here? and why is there a torso on your head?. 43 seconds and some over the top violence later, your standing on top of a dogsled, in the middle of walmart, with a torso on your head, dragging the bodies of a security guard and a butcher. Things are starting to get weird.
Setting the dogs off down the aisles, you star dismembering the lower half of the clerk, with a cleaver lifted from the meat department, and throwing the parts down what ever aisle youre passing. About the time you finish dismembering the Guard (you decided to keep the torso as a hat, just because it was so stylish) the severed head of the Butcher stars reciting Shakespeare, albeit in backwards Latin, which sound eerily similar to a kangaroo being hit by the starship Enterprise. And while you love the sound of marsupials being run down at warp 5 as much as anyone, it quickly becomes bothersome, provoking you into kicking the head through a nearby plate glass window. As the sled reaches 97 miles an hour the flux capacitor kicks in and sends you 36 minutes sideways. (note: normally flux capacitors kick in at 88mph but the sled was Canadian.)
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