Secret Window
Chapter 7
Food, yummy! Oh, I also have to piss.....
*****DISCLAIMER: READERS.....I'M BEEN HAVING A BIT OF A "WRITERS BLOCK" LOL....BUT THIS ISN'T THE BEST CHAPTER...BUT I PROMISE I HAVE IDEAS FOR THE UPCOMING! SO KEEP READING! THANX! ME
YES, PEEING, GODS GIFT......WELL, ONE OF MANY, AS IS THE INSTINCT TO EAT AND FIND FOOD, WELL IT COULD BE COMPLICATED IF ONE OF THE PEOPLE TRYING TO FIND FOOD WAS NOT REALLY REAL...SHIT....
Mort: GOSH! I'm sooo hungry!
Alter Ego: NO WAY!?!?!?! Really? I would have never thought of that!
Mort: No need to be a smarty ass, or smart ass, what ever, I need food!!!! And a decent toilet would be nice...
Alter Ego: Yes, I also need to piss........hmmm, that could be a problem, well we're both the same anyway, so just fling it out and piss, I think that'll be OK...
Mort: (disgusted) Ya, ok lets just go streaking shall we? If you were relation, maybe I would, but WE"RE NOT!....oh wait, never mind!
Alter Ego: Yes, here comes your good friend....Mr. F-ing Stupid.
(WOW, OK NOW THAT WE ARE PAST THAT, HE PEE'S YAH, WE'RE ALL HAPPY)
Alter Ego: OK, we've peed, so what about something to eat? To bad your restaurant is closed, hehehehehe.
Mort: Screw you..........
Alter Ego: No thanks, I think I'll wait screwing somebody until I meet a French Lady that all my other admirers will hate and loathe and want to kill....yes, that sounds good......though I may have to kill her too.....hmmm......stress sucks ass.....
Mort: I'm gonna marry this person I met at that bar, or at least I think it was a person, maybe it was the chair, I dunno, I proposed to something.........ok moving on...(acting smart....keyword *acting* )i see lots of sand.....and no food, sand and no food, sand.....no food.....hmmm, I'm seeing a pattern
Alter Ego: GOOD JOB! You put the clues together! (IN a baby voice) What a good little jackass! We need to walk, and maybe get to a city, cause I don't wanna die out here, alone, with you....i'm gonna blow chunks at that thought..........BLUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Mort: YAH!!!! FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Alter Ego: DON'T EAT THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (He eats it) Too late.......
Mort: What was that??????
Alter Ego: Nothin.....
Mort: WHAT WAS IT
Alter Ego: One word......chunks
(MORT BARFS, EWWW.......)
Alter ego: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HA ( I think u get the point)
Mort: OK......IM GONNA EAT YOU ASS HOLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Alter ego: I'm gonna run now.....
AND THEIR OFF.....RUNNING ACROSS THE DESERT, AS ONE TRIES TO EAT THE OTHER.....OHH....WHAT FUN.....
*****DISCLAIMER: READERS.....I'M BEEN HAVING A BIT OF A "WRITERS BLOCK" LOL....BUT THIS ISN'T THE BEST CHAPTER...BUT I PROMISE I HAVE IDEAS FOR THE UPCOMING! SO KEEP READING! THANX! ME
YES, PEEING, GODS GIFT......WELL, ONE OF MANY, AS IS THE INSTINCT TO EAT AND FIND FOOD, WELL IT COULD BE COMPLICATED IF ONE OF THE PEOPLE TRYING TO FIND FOOD WAS NOT REALLY REAL...SHIT....
Mort: GOSH! I'm sooo hungry!
Alter Ego: NO WAY!?!?!?! Really? I would have never thought of that!
Mort: No need to be a smarty ass, or smart ass, what ever, I need food!!!! And a decent toilet would be nice...
Alter Ego: Yes, I also need to piss........hmmm, that could be a problem, well we're both the same anyway, so just fling it out and piss, I think that'll be OK...
Mort: (disgusted) Ya, ok lets just go streaking shall we? If you were relation, maybe I would, but WE"RE NOT!....oh wait, never mind!
Alter Ego: Yes, here comes your good friend....Mr. F-ing Stupid.
(WOW, OK NOW THAT WE ARE PAST THAT, HE PEE'S YAH, WE'RE ALL HAPPY)
Alter Ego: OK, we've peed, so what about something to eat? To bad your restaurant is closed, hehehehehe.
Mort: Screw you..........
Alter Ego: No thanks, I think I'll wait screwing somebody until I meet a French Lady that all my other admirers will hate and loathe and want to kill....yes, that sounds good......though I may have to kill her too.....hmmm......stress sucks ass.....
Mort: I'm gonna marry this person I met at that bar, or at least I think it was a person, maybe it was the chair, I dunno, I proposed to something.........ok moving on...(acting smart....keyword *acting* )i see lots of sand.....and no food, sand and no food, sand.....no food.....hmmm, I'm seeing a pattern
Alter Ego: GOOD JOB! You put the clues together! (IN a baby voice) What a good little jackass! We need to walk, and maybe get to a city, cause I don't wanna die out here, alone, with you....i'm gonna blow chunks at that thought..........BLUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Mort: YAH!!!! FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Alter Ego: DON'T EAT THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (He eats it) Too late.......
Mort: What was that??????
Alter Ego: Nothin.....
Mort: WHAT WAS IT
Alter Ego: One word......chunks
(MORT BARFS, EWWW.......)
Alter ego: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HA ( I think u get the point)
Mort: OK......IM GONNA EAT YOU ASS HOLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Alter ego: I'm gonna run now.....
AND THEIR OFF.....RUNNING ACROSS THE DESERT, AS ONE TRIES TO EAT THE OTHER.....OHH....WHAT FUN.....