Inmate 1: So, why are you here? Inmate 2: I killed 8 people Inmate 1: Crazy! How? Inmate 2: Headshot. Inmate 1: But, why? Inmate 2: Well, it’s complicated, I thought they were zombies. Inmate 1: And they weren’t? Inmate 2: They were normal teenagers, it was a zombie flash mob, so they were dressed as zombies and acting up, but they were normal people Inmate 1: So it was all a big misunderstanding. Inmate 2: Pretty much. Inmate…
"Flash mob"Category: Fiction
What does Bruno talks about? He complains, a lot. Sometimes he talks about religions and complains because they are retarded, sometimes he talks about politics and politicians and complains because they are corrupted AND retarded. Sometimes he blames the government for his misery. Actually he complains about many things, as if he was an old cranky miserable lonely human being. And sometimes, like today, he takes some time to talk about the ente, ese ente mendocino, el…
"El ente ratonero"There were those nights, warm summer nights, when we were out in the countryside, and we felt the wind on our faces, that’s when we knew, that’s when we knew we were alive. When we were sitting by the lake, drawing circles in the sand, and just gazing at the stars, then the wind will blow your hair, that’s when we knew we were alive. And while waiting for a ride, by the side of…
"That’s when we knew we were alive"There were those nights, warm summer nights, when we were out in the countryside, and we felt the wind on our faces, that’s when we knew, that’s when we knew we were alive. When we were sitting by the lake, drawing circles in the sand, and just gazing at the stars, then the wind will blow your hair, that’s when we knew we were alive. And while waiting for a ride, by the side of…
"That's when we knew we were alive"