box

H: (grabs my arm) Give me the box!
M: What? Box of what?
H: Children.
M: Uh… you can’t have that?
H: That’s good. They’re rotten little bastards, anyway.

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2 Comments on “box”

  1. Jo says:

    How different is he when he’s awake?


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