My girlfriend and I were invited to her friend's house for a BBQ. There were a lot of people there, and when we arrived, my daughter ran off ahead. Then a huge dog started attacking her, and carried her off. I chased the dog down, and it fled before I got to it. Then, a small chihuahua went up to my daughter and snapped at her. I broke the chihuahua's skull with my hands, and then found the big dog that had bitten my daughter and strangled it to death.
I took my bleeding daughter to the tables outside, and yelled at the dog owner. He stuffed a CD in my face, and said, "This is heavy," and put the CD in the stereo. I replied, "I am sure I have heavier," and took off to find a hospital for my daughter. I'd been thinking of killing him, but did not because I felt it would make my girlfriend sad.
The only hospital nearby was one located at the end of a mall. I really hate malls, but I went in anyways. The hospital turned out to be a clothes store, and I was really pissed for having been tricked. I drove my daughter around a little more, and did not find any hospitals. I stopped, and used my first aid kit to fix her up. I decided we should get some ice cream to cheer her up. My son was there, too, and we ended up getting ice cream on top of a skyscraper where a man was handing it out along with yellow squares of canvas.
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Friday, July 4, 2014
Friday, June 20, 2014
Night of 19JUN2014
My best friend's mom and I happened to be spelunking in a recently discovered cave in their backyard. Having no light to spelunk by, she fell off a precipice and broke her forearm. I told her I would be right back and bring help. So I left the cave, and never went back.
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