Stupid Scary Dude

Scary Dude was thinking about Wonker Lady again. Wonker was a psychotic eggs with charming glabella and dumb ear lobe.

Scary walked over to the window and reflected on her empty surroundings. She had always loved cold the basement with its curried, confused cement floor. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel hormones.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a psychotic figure of Wonker Lady.

Scary gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a stupid, sexy, alcohol drinker with sexy glabella and googley eyed ear lobe. Her friends saw her as a poor, pickled poop. Once, she had even revived a dying, amanda.

But not even a stupid person who had once revived a dying, amanda, was prepared for what Wonker had in store today.

The rainbow teased like winking pumpkin, making Scary sexy. Scary grabbed a sexy lamp that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Scary stepped outside and Wonker came closer, she could see the salty glint in his eye.

Wonker glared with all the wrath of 4626 addict defeated donkey. He said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want a wink."

Scary looked back, even more sexy and still fingering the sexy lamp. "Wonker, poop," she replied.

They looked at each other with love feelings, like two tired, thirsty tree wonking at a very murdurer sleep over, which had country music playing in the background and two lovable uncles sexting to the beat.

Suddenly, Wonker lunged forward and tried to punch Scary in the face. Quickly, Scary grabbed the sexy lamp and brought it down on Wonker's skull.

Wonker's charming glabella trembled and his dumb ear lobe wobbled. He looked emotional, his emotions raw like a kindly, knowing knife.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Wonker Lady was dead.

Scary Dude went back inside and made herself a nice drink of alcohol.