Maybe It's Me
"He he he he he!" Otto chanted as he ran into the padded wall. "Squish squish!" He laughed harder as he threw his head against the floor. He tried hard to get his straight jacket off, but hard as he tried, he ended up in a giggling wad on the floor, rolling around.
Two men in white coats walked in and grasped Otto tightly around his constricted arms. "Hee hee! My buddies are here! My buddies are here!" he yelled.
"Quiet, rat!" they screamed back. They tightened their grip on him.
Otto had gone crazy a year ago when he saw his girlfriend get eaten by a flying jack. "They're alive, alive, ALIVE! I tell ya! Haa AHHH HAHAHA!" Then, he was put in the home.
Everyday has been an adventure since then, for Otto. He has bounced around in his own personal padded room. He talks to all his friends at lunch. His friends are all he has now. Osh, Hubie, and Sob are his three best friends! Osh, the popsicle, is very cold hearted, but can keep a secret. Hubie was taken in when he killed his wife, accusing her of being an evil mermaid. Sob is very loud, and loves to make people cry, especially old people and little children. He doesn't like granite walls or marble floors though.
"So guys, where we goin' today? Aspen? Georgia? The Great Wall of China?" Otto asked erratically.
"Hades, if it gets any better."
"Ooh, cool! Can I go skateboarding? I really wanna, wanna, wooooooo!"
"No, rat! Shut up before we throw you in the brig!"
"I'm not a rat! I'm not yellow either! Hey! What's that smell? I smell good justice cooking on the grill of tomorrow! Ha ha ha~! Gsdhfiosdfs!"
"What the hell?"
And that's the life of Otto Rocket as we speak.
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"Okay kids, lets say the word of the day!" Twister screamed at the kids. "Beef jerky!"
"Beef jerky!" the kids repeated. They all screamed and laughed. Twister was the best with kids. Too bad he was only running a second-class day care for a living.
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"Honey, the toilet's over flowin' again!" called Sam to his wife, Mallory.
"Durn, we need to get that there sewer system fixed. It's been causin' us trouble since we moved here three years ago!" she replied with a thick country accent.
"Mal, we can't get it fixed, 'member? We gotta pay our milk maid. We ain't got the money."
"Fine, then! I'll just call my daddy out here to put an out house in the back yard tomorrow."
"Well, I'm gonna go check up on Reggie."
Sam walked out to the barn. "Hey how is it goin?'" he asked the milk maid.
Reggie looked up and said, "Good. Thanks for givin' me this job, since my brother went nuts and my dad died from gettin' eat by a buncha moray eels."
"You're sure welcome, darlin.'"
"He he he he he!" Otto chanted as he ran into the padded wall. "Squish squish!" He laughed harder as he threw his head against the floor. He tried hard to get his straight jacket off, but hard as he tried, he ended up in a giggling wad on the floor, rolling around.
Two men in white coats walked in and grasped Otto tightly around his constricted arms. "Hee hee! My buddies are here! My buddies are here!" he yelled.
"Quiet, rat!" they screamed back. They tightened their grip on him.
Otto had gone crazy a year ago when he saw his girlfriend get eaten by a flying jack. "They're alive, alive, ALIVE! I tell ya! Haa AHHH HAHAHA!" Then, he was put in the home.
Everyday has been an adventure since then, for Otto. He has bounced around in his own personal padded room. He talks to all his friends at lunch. His friends are all he has now. Osh, Hubie, and Sob are his three best friends! Osh, the popsicle, is very cold hearted, but can keep a secret. Hubie was taken in when he killed his wife, accusing her of being an evil mermaid. Sob is very loud, and loves to make people cry, especially old people and little children. He doesn't like granite walls or marble floors though.
"So guys, where we goin' today? Aspen? Georgia? The Great Wall of China?" Otto asked erratically.
"Hades, if it gets any better."
"Ooh, cool! Can I go skateboarding? I really wanna, wanna, wooooooo!"
"No, rat! Shut up before we throw you in the brig!"
"I'm not a rat! I'm not yellow either! Hey! What's that smell? I smell good justice cooking on the grill of tomorrow! Ha ha ha~! Gsdhfiosdfs!"
"What the hell?"
And that's the life of Otto Rocket as we speak.
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"Okay kids, lets say the word of the day!" Twister screamed at the kids. "Beef jerky!"
"Beef jerky!" the kids repeated. They all screamed and laughed. Twister was the best with kids. Too bad he was only running a second-class day care for a living.
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"Honey, the toilet's over flowin' again!" called Sam to his wife, Mallory.
"Durn, we need to get that there sewer system fixed. It's been causin' us trouble since we moved here three years ago!" she replied with a thick country accent.
"Mal, we can't get it fixed, 'member? We gotta pay our milk maid. We ain't got the money."
"Fine, then! I'll just call my daddy out here to put an out house in the back yard tomorrow."
"Well, I'm gonna go check up on Reggie."
Sam walked out to the barn. "Hey how is it goin?'" he asked the milk maid.
Reggie looked up and said, "Good. Thanks for givin' me this job, since my brother went nuts and my dad died from gettin' eat by a buncha moray eels."
"You're sure welcome, darlin.'"