Ullmangigiosutermasol: I'm assuming that in Vermont they told you nothing about the several tradgedies that have been experienced at the OvErLoOkZ?
Jackito: no.....not at all.....they said this hotel was very nice!
Ullmangigiosutermasol: Well, uh, my predecessor in this job, hired a man named Fred E. Jewel as the winter caretaker. He arrived here with his wife and two little boys, I think about eight and ten. And he had a good employment record, good references, and from what I've been told, I mean he seemed like a completely normal individual. But at some point during the winter, our secret man came in and killed him and his family because he was going completely crazy....having an EXTREME mental breakdown!
Jackito: That sounds interesting. I'm perfectly normal.*says that while doing belly dancing and pushing his strangely huge chest outward.*
Ullmangigiosutermasol: Yeah. It's a touchy, depressing subject.
Jackito:It is.....BAWWWWWWWWWWBAWWWWWWWWWBAWWWWWWW.
Ullmangigiosutermasol:It's okay Jackito. I doubt this will happen to you.
Jackito:*sniff sniff* I hope not...MY LIFE WILL NOT BE TAKEN AWAY DURING THIS JOB! I'm gonna be a successful singer after this. hardeharhar
Ullmangigiosutermasol: Yes, you will....Now will you please stop crying?
Jackito: Okay! *Smiles hugely and his eyes twinkle like saphires.*-bad similie but w/e!
In the first of many happy smiles during his interview, Jackito raises his sharply-angled unibrow and assures Ullmangigiosutermasol that he will wax and style his unibrow. Maybe dye it hot pink or lime green? He also supposes that his wife aka wendy window(that's her nickname because windows can be wide, fat, or obese!) will be interested about the story of the crazy man and how he was killed.
You can rest assured, Mr. Ullmangigiosutermasol, that's not gonna happen with me. And, uh, as far as my wife is concerned, she'll be absolutely fascinated when I tell her about it. She loves to hear about real-life horror stories.
In front of his home's bathroom mirror as he brushes his teeth, hyper-venulated Danny is already seeing messages(his special talent) from his playmate "Tony." Tony: Yo daddy got da job as da inkeeper at da overlookz. Dere yo could possibly die because yo dads gonna go CCCCCCRAAAAAAZZZZZZY!*says that in a michael jackson type voice.*
At first, Tony resists but then delivers a terrifying, vision of the past(this image is real!). Danny is connected with the hotel's food forces and senses something evil about their future home even before they arrive. Waves of pudding gloop out from the double-doors of an elevator in the hotel lobby. Then, mustard squeezes out of the front doors of the hotel. Two of the Overlook's time-warped occupants - two boys, each wearing a pink polka dot party dress and their hair in braids[OH EM GEE! ARE THESE THE SONS THAT DIED?!?!?!!?!?!?!?], holding pinkies in a ketchup-covered hallway, and staring happily at the camera, appear in a cut-in for an instant between the ocean of pudding that's towering over them. [It is later learned that the hotel was built on top of the grounds where a past pudding manufacturing building stood - does the pudding also symbolize the way pudding that the factory made overflows peoples hearts with joy?] Danny's reacts by licking his lips. Yummmmmm.....pudding......
Wendy, calls the doctor because fountains of drool are squirting out of Danny's mouth. The doctor rushes to their apartment. Doctor: Why is this so? Has Danny always been like this? Anything that might of caused this? Wendy: Well.....one night Jackito had been eating squirrel poop...his addiction....his breath got a little smelly and he breathed on Danny....This made him nauseas and he erm fainted. Since then, Jackito has quit his addiction and Danny seems to see these "visions" more often. Doctor:Well, I don't know how I can help you. You'll just have to watch out for him at the Overlookz.
~Note. I use the word obese a lot in my story...this might seem strange, but it's just because it's a fun word to say. I'm not discriminating against any obese people. I'm not a discriminator, hater, or meaniehead. As long as if your nice, you are welcomed to be my friend.~
In the first of many happy smiles during his interview, Jackito raises his sharply-angled unibrow and assures Ullmangigiosutermasol that he will wax and style his unibrow. Maybe dye it hot pink or lime green? He also supposes that his wife aka wendy window(that's her nickname because windows can be wide, fat, or obese!) will be interested about the story of the crazy man and how he was killed.
You can rest assured, Mr. Ullmangigiosutermasol, that's not gonna happen with me. And, uh, as far as my wife is concerned, she'll be absolutely fascinated when I tell her about it. She loves to hear about real-life horror stories.
In front of his home's bathroom mirror as he brushes his teeth, hyper-venulated Danny is already seeing messages(his special talent) from his playmate "Tony." Tony: Yo daddy got da job as da inkeeper at da overlookz. Dere yo could possibly die because yo dads gonna go CCCCCCRAAAAAAZZZZZZY!*says that in a michael jackson type voice.*
At first, Tony resists but then delivers a terrifying, vision of the past(this image is real!). Danny is connected with the hotel's food forces and senses something evil about their future home even before they arrive. Waves of pudding gloop out from the double-doors of an elevator in the hotel lobby. Then, mustard squeezes out of the front doors of the hotel. Two of the Overlook's time-warped occupants - two boys, each wearing a pink polka dot party dress and their hair in braids[OH EM GEE! ARE THESE THE SONS THAT DIED?!?!?!!?!?!?!?], holding pinkies in a ketchup-covered hallway, and staring happily at the camera, appear in a cut-in for an instant between the ocean of pudding that's towering over them. [It is later learned that the hotel was built on top of the grounds where a past pudding manufacturing building stood - does the pudding also symbolize the way pudding that the factory made overflows peoples hearts with joy?] Danny's reacts by licking his lips. Yummmmmm.....pudding......
Wendy, calls the doctor because fountains of drool are squirting out of Danny's mouth. The doctor rushes to their apartment. Doctor: Why is this so? Has Danny always been like this? Anything that might of caused this? Wendy: Well.....one night Jackito had been eating squirrel poop...his addiction....his breath got a little smelly and he breathed on Danny....This made him nauseas and he erm fainted. Since then, Jackito has quit his addiction and Danny seems to see these "visions" more often. Doctor:Well, I don't know how I can help you. You'll just have to watch out for him at the Overlookz.
~Note. I use the word obese a lot in my story...this might seem strange, but it's just because it's a fun word to say. I'm not discriminating against any obese people. I'm not a discriminator, hater, or meaniehead. As long as if your nice, you are welcomed to be my friend.~