The water was too cold, and there was little else to do. A bird was singing a bad rendition of Britney Spears "Toxic" in the distance, and an few fish were jumping and such. Turning away from the river, Norman reached into his pocket:
"Bet you a fiver I can eat myself."
"Yea, go on then." I replied
With a horrible squelching noise, he dislocated his jaw and stretched it over his face. Slowly, he chewed away at his head, until he collapsed, his face a bloody mess.
He hadn't even managed to eat a quarter of his body, so i took the £5 and left. I hope he practises some more.
No comments:
Post a Comment