“Pills...Pills...Pills... Pills...Pills” “Get the fuck out of here with pills!” “Its the perfect night!” *clip loads. “You know Doc, I feel these sessions are helping me,” I said to Dr. Ross's Severed Head that was on the television stand. The Dr. had been treating me for about a year while I was locked up in that cage..... That fucking nasty ass cage. He was very shocked when he had come home to a very dark house. As he walked into his private study and turned on the overhead light “Good Afternoon Doctor!" He shrieked “What are you doing here?" he asked shaking like Michael J fox carrying a bowl of hot soup. “Enough about me, let's talk about YOU! Grab a seat.” I said as he noticed the Uzi on his desk. He still just kept shaking “Sit Down Doctor !” “You don't want me to get upset me now, do you? be a dear now won't you?” “Where are my wife and kids?" he asked. “Well.... we had an incident.." He gasped. “An Innocent? What did you do to them!?” “You know how a pie crust is made?" I asked. “The dough gets flattened... and well...” “You Monster!" he screamed. “Im kidding doctor, don't get so bent out of shape. They are taking a nap” They will either wake up to your body parts scattered across the house with a map to find the real hidden treasure!" and we both know It's not your micropenis or your heart, it's all about the brains!" “Or... You can shut the fuck up and listen, and Mabey you'll get to have those saggy tities slap you in the face again” He shut right up. I'm going to need a few things... “Your car keys will be a great start” He dug into his coat pocket and put his arm on the desk passing them over. “I won't tell anyone I promise, just don't hurt my family” he blurted out in terror. “Pinky promise?"He shook his head up and down. He laid his arm down on the desk with his pinky finger outward. I crouched down. “Im afraid that's not going to cut it, how about giving me a hand?" “Ill help you with anything” I grabbed his right hand with my right and said “I think we have an understanding ” as I pulled the machete from the back of my belt strap. I swung down onto his his hand.
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