Death At The Party
This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school.
This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school.
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CONTINUED: 103.<br />
DEATH:<br />
Thank you Bradley...I really do<br />
appericate it.<br />
BRADLEY:<br />
Uh!...I’m nothing more than<br />
dreamer,with dreams of being the<br />
next Gene Kelly or Fred Astaire....<br />
ADDAI:<br />
I told ya bitch asses that!...I<br />
told you that’s who he reminds me<br />
of. Bradley I knew what you was<br />
thinking! I knew they where your<br />
inspirations...Psychic<br />
mutherfucker.<br />
BRADLEY:<br />
Right you where Addai...right you<br />
are.<strong>Death</strong> again...you are a great<br />
man.I see why you have such a great<br />
responsibility given to<br />
you....<strong>Party</strong> goers!...I have an<br />
annoucement...I can not hold this<br />
end anymore...I am...a homosexual<br />
male!<br />
<strong>The</strong> crowd becomes silent...<br />
VICKY V:<br />
Well...that’s obvious<br />
JAKE:<br />
I KNEW IT...I remember that day in<br />
the showers.Checking out my chest n<br />
shit!...that still haunts me to<br />
this day...excruciating experince.<br />
BRADLEY:<br />
Really! I didn’t know it was that<br />
obvious...Nobody’s shocked?...No<br />
Owww!? No Ahhh’s!?...Nothing?<br />
VICKY V:<br />
Believe me Bradley your more<br />
flexable then half the girls in the<br />
school. You think we didn’t realize<br />
your plie stance when you used to<br />
be the school hall monitor last<br />
year...Yeah...big diva on board.<br />
(CONTINUED)
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