Arthur woke up next to Wendy. Arthur turned to her and asked her what she wanted to do today. She replied with "Hime-chan? Date you get what, know you that… OHO-! To to sooner you what mean… But later I then… If or boys…". So we went to the art gallery.

Among the sea of golden triangles, there was a solitary piece of art. A teacup with a tampon in it.

"The roads time their steady peel…" Arthur mumbled to himself.

He then murdered a passer-by for no reason. He stuffed the kid in the bin and watched with passive neutrality as the mother found her child with his throat slit open. Gargling like a sea turtle. Also there was like this fat fuck bitch duck bitch yeah duck fuck her tits fuck yeah mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…

Morbid obesity is sexy.

After having decorate numerous blank canvases with blood, Arthur proceeded to suck his own dick while high on crack. He then bought a shotgun from Frank's Firearms store and then wasted a couple of cops.

Wendy groaned. Arthur found her groans annoying. He killed himself. After having breakfast, he stalked Wendy to her workplace. Arthur stabbed the cashier. Nobody noticed. He stepped into the back room by squinting. He saw that Wendy was fattening up Mexican schoolgirls so she could fuck Donald Trump. All the obese Mexican girls would suck Bernie's dick so hard his hands would shrivel and his eyes would turn into vaginas. Arthur shot Wendy to death. Afterwards, Wendy complained about Arthur having stalked her. They went out for ice cream. Arthur then hot himself.

The song played over and over in his head why doesn't it stop dead foetuses end it all you you you-er.

Buster turned to Arthur.

"There is no death, there is no love. Only eternity." Buster whispered into Arthur's ear.

Arthur screamed. CRY!

There was a laugh track.

In his sleep, Arthur turned into a morbidly obese Taiwanese girl. She got out of the house and waddled to her blue Cadillac. The Cadillac's floor creaked under her weight. Her breasts lactated cottage cheese. It was painful. It hurt real bad. The moon had an evil eye that watched over everything. This was the life he chose. The electric chair ZAPPED.

Arthur woke up in a sweat next to Wendy in a filthy and run-down apartment that had peeling wallpaper and marks of the Old Gods. Arthur screamed and with his scream, the world ended. Arthur was an Aardvark and Aardvarks DON'T commit suicide. Not 'til they see the faces in the window.

THE END