Greg sat there not knowing what present he needed to wrap.
"For Christ's Sake!" Greg's mom screamed kicking Greg in the back.
"Get up off your wimpy butt and do something useful for once in your life" she spat grabbing a nearby textbook and slamming it over Greg's face, making him see stars.
Greg felt his mom slam the textbook over his head once more then again then again then again, and he was near unconsciousness.
Greg slumped down and felt blood running down the back of his head.
"You ungrateful wimp! You show no effort! NO EFFORT! ZADA! ZILCH! You did not even try to wrap your dear brother Manny's present. He is your brother! Your little brother you degenerate wimp!" Greg's mom screamed.
She ran and got a garbage bag and put it over Greg's head.
Then she got a jump rope, tied it around Greg's neck and began tightening it causing Greg to choke.
"SHOW HIM SOME RESPECT!" she screamed.
She grabbed Greg's other arm and began dragging him out by it, nearly dislocating it.
Greg couldn't even scream because he was still choking.
She finally got Greg outside into the cold snow and removed the garbage bag and jump rope, as he seemed seconds away from passing out.
Greg shivered in the bitter cold, the biting cold stinging the wounds on his bare chest and left stump.
Greg's mom folded the jump rope in half and struck Greg across the face.
Greg began gasping for air, and Greg's mom began hurling snow into his open mouth.
Greg starting coughing and then began choking due to the cold.
Greg's mom kicked Greg in the back of the head and fell facedown in to the snow still choking.
Greg's mom stepped on Greg's head forcing it deeper into the snow causing him to choke further and he started spasming trying to break free.
Finally Greg began throwing up, covering his face and the surrounding snow in vomit.
Greg's mom spat on him and walked away inside locking the door behind her.
Greg merely lay in the snow shaking and shivering.
Greg's mom came back with a shopping bag.
She removed a bottle of vinegar from it and smashed it over Greg's head, the shards of glass embedded themselves further into Greg's scalp. causing more blood to flow and vinegar to sting Greg's open wounds and run down his face.
Then she put on a pair of gloves and spat on Greg saying, "You dirty dirty boy! I have to put on a pair of gloves just to touch your filthy face."
Then grabbed Greg by the hair and dragged his face across the snow wiping off all of the vomit, leaving a red and yellow mess in Greg's wake.
Then she took a clamp and put it over Greg's nose, then she put a funnel into Greg's mouth and poured vinegar and baking soda down it.
She punched Greg in the throat forcing him to swallow it and then quickly duct taped his mouth.
Greg began gasping and shaking, the vinegar baking soda mixture was bubbling in this throat, and he began to vomit.
It couldn't go out his mouth nor his nose, it kept building up, until with explosive force it burst out his tear ducts.
Greg was delirious with pain, he could feel vomit building up in his eyes some behinds his eyelids.
It was all out and his eyes were burning from the vomit on them and behind his eyelids, and inside his tearducts.
His throat was burning, his eyes, tearducts, eyelids all burning and Greg could not even scream.
This was one of the most painful experiences he had recently experienced.
He still could not breathe though.
Finally Greg's mom took off the clamp from his nose and some bile came running out of his nose.
Greg's mom grabbed some snow and used it to wipe the vomit out of Greg's eyes.
Greg's began crying to flush out the bile from his tearducts and eye lids.
Although it still burned for the most part, most of the bile was gone.
Some of the bile sloshed around in his mouth and the vinegar baking soda mixture, causing him to gag, and dry heave as there was nothing left in his stomach.
Greg could feel blood start to drip out of his tear ducts, because of how the acid had damaged them.
Greg's mom removed a bottle of Tabasco sauce from the shopping bag and she smashed it over Greg's head.
Greg closed his eyes instinctively and some more vomit went into his eyes causing him to scream.
The tabasco sauce ran across his head and face stinging his face, the glass from the broken bottle went into his scalp.
Then Greg's mom put some of the tabasco sauce on her fingers which were still covered by her gloves, and she pushed open Greg's eyelids rubbing them on his eyes.
She dashed away as Greg began shrieking and screaming and spasming about.
Greg's eyes were blood red and he was crying blood and tears.
He was completely shaking and his eyes were wide and wet.
The pain was almost enough to make Greg forget how cold he was.
Greg's mom took out a carton of eggs and chucked one at Greg's head, it hit slightly scratching Greg's head, and then Greg's mom dashed over taking eggs out and crushing them over Greg's head, mixing the stick yellow yolk with Greg's hair and letting the egg whites drip over Greg's head.
Greg's head was now a yellow, blue, red, white greasy mess.
The egg whites dripped down Greg's face as he still began shaking and spasming from the pain of the tabasco sauce in his eyes.
Some of the eggshells had slightly dug into Greg's scalp making it bleed.
Greg's mom then took out ductape and using her other hand slicked back Greg's hair. Then she used the ductape to stick Greg's hair down to his scalp.
She took out a piece of sandpaper from the bag once she was done and grabbed Greg's palm and began rubbing down forcefully, abrading Greg's palm causing it to bleed profusely and tearing her glove. In response she kicked Greg hard in the throat causing his eyes to bulge out.
She put on another glove and grabbed Greg by the shoulder, wrapping a piece of ducttape around his bleeding palm to staunch the flow of blood.
She dragged Greg by the shoulder back inside, and he almost shuddered in relief to how it was no longer cold.
As if sensing his pleasure, Greg's mom smiled and began getting the clothing iron ready.
Greg tried screaming through the duct tape but he could not make a sound.
The clothing iron was steaming and Greg's mom dragged Greg by the shoulder and put his head on the table.
She put the clothing iron on the left side of Greg's face and he began flopping about like a fish.
Greg's mom released the iron and kicked Greg in the throat again.
Greg had a raised red and black burn on the side of his face from the clothing iron.
Then Greg's mom emptied out the clothing iron, pouring out all the boiling water onto the back of Greg's neck.
Greg began flopping about but was too weak to do much else.
Finally Greg's mom left the room and came back with a test tube with an earwig in it.
Greg began screaming, he was mortally terrified of bugs.
Greg's mom quickly turned the test tube over and shoved it into Greg's ear, the earwig was now trapped in there.
Greg could feel the earwig moving around and biting, causing damage to his ear drums and blood to came out.
Just the feeling of the earwig in his ear, caused Greg to piss himself, he began trembling, his eyes bulged out and he passed out.