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: 57.<br />
SARAH(FROM TRANSMISSION):<br />
He’s coming?!...<strong>Death</strong>’s coming?<br />
JENNY(FROM TRANSMISSION):<br />
Huh!..Yes Sarah...your Gothic Suave<br />
is coming...Jake doesn’t give a<br />
shit!...he’s bring him.<br />
SARAH(FROM TRANSMISSION):<br />
I wonder how Bradley will handle<br />
this.<br />
PRINCIPAL SPADE:<br />
Well,Well...it looks like the plot<br />
has just thicken plumper boy.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Camera shows Billy Rangold standing in the corner.<br />
the young Bradley is in for a rude<br />
awakening. It looks like his arch<br />
nemesis <strong>Death</strong> is packing some<br />
mighty ripe Grapefruits underneath<br />
them trousers. This news will<br />
definitely nudge Bradley’s ego...<br />
and I will be the one to shut down<br />
the festa...call it an extra layer<br />
of icing on the cake. You would<br />
know something about that fat boy.<br />
BILLY RANGOLD:<br />
Excuse me sir...Will you be taken<br />
much long?...I must go inside for<br />
Dinner.<br />
PRINCIPAL SPADE:<br />
Ugh...Dinner? Didn’t the snacks<br />
give you enough pleasure. Your<br />
cholesterol must be as high as the<br />
Buddhist monasteries Taung<br />
Kalat...but you wouldn’t know<br />
anything about that. Food for<br />
thought kid...cut down on the fatty<br />
acids,sugars,Monosodium<br />
Glutamate,high fructose corn<br />
syrup,potassium Benzoate and<br />
Hydrogentated oils and then maybe<br />
one day you can be like the man you<br />
see threw your pudgie little eye<br />
lids...a strong man at that.<br />
BILLY RANGOLD:<br />
So...can I go in now?....<br />
(CONTINUED)
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