Coco is taking a shower and I am listening to Pink Floyd, waiting for my bed time to come.
The other day in the mall I accidentally transpassed the three forbidden subjects while talking to sushi. Her rosy cheeks suddenly turned purplish red, her eyes widened, her two tiny hands aimed for my fragile neck, her long black nails digged into my flesh, and started strangling me. And then I, the zombie, died.
Of course, that didnt' really happen, but it was all in the mind. As sushi later confessed to me that she had this vision from above to strangle me at that moment, similar to the scene when Homer strangles Bart.
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I love your entry for obvious reasons. Thank you. You flatter me to great extents.
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