tanned brown tone and was as soft as warm milk .Her eyes were electric blue and she sat on her father, the executive's lap kissing his lips long and hard. I made my way over to them and my boss gave me his fat cat smile. His lips were covered in his daughters crimson red lipstick and his teeth were yellow and chipped. He opened his mouth wide and in a booming voice said something like "David, get your bitch ass over here and meet my daughter!" I smiled at his joke and worked my way over to them holding an envelope with Gina's present, $20. Once at the chair my boss, Mr. The Mann gave me a harsh slap on my ass with his right hand while his left was on his daughter's chest, a grotesque sight indeed. Once I got away from his sweaty grip I made small talk with his daughter she seemed uninterested and halfway through our conversation she reached into her fathers pants and started making out with him. I backed away to the food table and got some crackers with salamander eggs on top. I had to push some fat Latino kid out of the way to get it and he started to cry so I paced away hoping his wife wouldn't see me. I set the envelope on a table with a bunch of other presents and I wondered why my boss had even paid me if it was just going to go to his daughter in the end. I went to the bathroom and shot up the last of my heroin in hopes the party would get better. I ended up making out with some 46-year-old whore named Guadifa who smelled like a wet cigar in a sweaty pool of blood filth.
My walk home was pleasant and I got a ride to my New York doorstep before 12 the next night. And once again I lay down to here the female tenant in the room below mine, fucking some guy. She didn't fall asleep this time however. She finished the job, killed the poor sap and took his money. I can only assume she took his money because I couldn't see her. I was wondering where she would hide his body. She had already clogged the plumbing by chopping other clients into pieces and boiling them. So I wondered, where would she hide this body?
"Where could I get a nice ham sand'ich?" the thinned haired, greasy, fat assed landlord asked me.
"Up my asshole!" I replied as I lodged my fist in his crooked teeth, both cutting my hand and leaving him with few scraps of yellow teeth. His fat body plopped down on the hard wood floor and I rolled him into the corner. Upon his fall he cracked his skull and was instantly killed. In his death he crapped his sweatpants, which left a foul scent in the air. Once in the corner, I repeatedly kicked him. Yeah, I knew he was dead but if someone was going to find his body they might as well have some sort of entertainment in it. I wish someone would do something this nice for me every once in a while. When the fat mans white shirt was turned completely red with blood I put his hand in his gash in his skull. His other hand was holding part of his brain to his penis which I had taken a bite out of. I left after taking some pictures.
I walked up the stairs to my room and began making flyers advertising for free puppies in his apartment in hopes that a young child would come and find his corpse. I hung the posters all around town. After a week or so when the smell had become so horrible, the police came to my door and asked if I knew anything about the landlord.
"I know his dick tasted awesome," I said smiling.
"What?" the cop asked puzzled.
"I bit part of his penis off before I put his hand in his head" I explained
"I'm going to have to ask you to come down to the station." he said. As he pretended to reach for his file form he grabbed a gun and pushed me onto the ground
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