Someone cut my arms and legs off and threw me into the sea. My name is now Bob
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Someone cut my arms and legs off and threw me into the sea. My name is now Bob
The smell of death hung in the air. The rope digging deep into the decomposing flesh.
I looked up and noticed I was missing an eye. The optic nerve is surprisingly long.
Ewww. I instinctively shut my eyes tightly when I read your second one, Oz. In a protective, keeping them both tightly there kind of way :D
That beautiful heavenly angel was so kind to me. She smiled, sympathetically, as she told me I had been sent in the wrong direction, but said that if I just headed south, I would know when I had reached my destination as I would be met by a man all in red.
My lungs had never experienced the delight of so much fresh forest air. I must remember to thank that nice axe man.