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I WROTE A STORY

Posted by XxThumbsuckerxX - January 31st, 2011


Abraham was riding the subway back to his place; he usually never took the subway. But he had to impress his lover for the night, a hooker named Kipper. Kipper was very old & crippled, he usually had strange schisms during intercourse, & if that wasn't bad enough; Kipper had a history of being a necrophilia. He was caught digging bodies up in the local cemetery many times. It was strange for Kipper to be escorting Abraham Lincoln, seeing as how the man in the top hat was still alive. Maybe the man needed actual money, instead of dirt for once, & Abe did look like he had a lot cash.

The two sat next to each other in an awkward silence, you could hear Kipper breathing through his nose. It made a sort of whistley noise. The whistling entranced Abe. What a man. Abe scooted closer to Kipper & wrapped his long arm around Kipper's fragile shoulders. "So" Abe said breaking the silence, "You like trucks?" He asked. The hooker nodded slightly letting out a long breath. Abe nodded, "You know...I have a hamster." Abe continued, trying to break the tension between the two lovers. Kipper rocked back & forth, his breathing got a little louder. Abe assumed that meant that Kipper was impressed. Abe had a sudden confidence from this, affirming himself in his head, "You can do this Abraham!"

Abe tried to look into Kipper's eyes, but was having trouble because Kipper was facing forward & wouldn't turn his head. Abe sighed & tugged on his white Go-Go Boots pulling them up a bit. Maybe this was going to be harder than he thought. How was he supposed to be romantic if the man he loved wouldn't even look at him? This was going to be a long night. Abraham fiddled with the engagement ring in his pocket, "I just hope this works" Abraham mumbled to himself.

The subway came to a halt & a ding was heard. Informing Abe that it was time to go. The doors slid open & Abe stood up, & grabbed the handles of Kipper's wheel chair. He wheeled the hooker out & began taking him to his apartment. Little did Abraham know, Kipper had died three minutes before the subway had stopped. This would be a long night.

END

I WROTE A STORY


Comments

lol like ur story. I was suprised after every sentence

Glad you like it (;

:D
i love this story!!
it's brilliant!!!
youve just made yourself fan!! :D
lol!! brilliant i tell you!! "little did he know..." hahahaaaa XD

hehe happy to hear you enjoyed it (: