They fucked with me, I decided to take it back to them. Went and bought a machete, made it nice and sharp. I walked in and threw his dog’s head on the table, told them to fuck off or the next time it would be a human head. Problem solved.
Fifty word story.
About the Author: Brother Joe Dean
Joe was born in the log cabin he helped his mother build. He enjoys short walks on the beach, turtle husbandry, the books of Thomas Pynchon, UFO sightings, kittens, and the films of Andrei Arsenyevich Tarkovsky.
- October 14th, 2019 | 0 Comments