Name: Anonymous 2007-06-18 12:03 ID:3ObEzetE
I have a MAJOR problem!
My wife and I just bought a adopted russian child...it was about 2 years old. Cute as hell. It has white skin...blue eyes...REALLY soft and fat.
I was dicing oinions in the kitchen in my underwear today with a knife when my adopted russian child came up to me and was tugging at my ankles with it's cute little hands. I turned to bend over and pet him, but the knife I was using slipped out of my hands.
This is where it gets really bad...
The knife fell straight down and punctured the adopted russian child right in the back...the knife stuck in. He let out a loud whail as blood was pouring out of his wound. I quickly pulled the knife out but that made the bleed worse. Blood was squirting everywhere as my adopted russian child was frankickly running out my kitchen, leaving a fresh trail of blood everywhere.
Obviously, I panicked.
Seeing that my adopted russian child was in pain, I took the knife and chased it...it was my first reaction to kill it to put it out of it's misery. I started to slip around on the blood, but finally caught up to it and began repeatedly stabbing it in it's stomach. My adopted russian child got away again..so I chased it some more. In the process of chasing it this time...I fell. Hard. I was passed out
This is the next fucked up part.
When I woke up, I found that I had released my bowels, had a MASSIVE wetdream, and skin and blood was everywhere, but no adopted russian child to be seen. I think it crawled into a crevice of my house and died.
The bad thing is my wife isn't home...but she will be within the next hour!
There is shit, semen, adopted russian child blood and skin ALL over my house and I don't know where my adopted russian child is...
WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO???
My wife and I just bought a adopted russian child...it was about 2 years old. Cute as hell. It has white skin...blue eyes...REALLY soft and fat.
I was dicing oinions in the kitchen in my underwear today with a knife when my adopted russian child came up to me and was tugging at my ankles with it's cute little hands. I turned to bend over and pet him, but the knife I was using slipped out of my hands.
This is where it gets really bad...
The knife fell straight down and punctured the adopted russian child right in the back...the knife stuck in. He let out a loud whail as blood was pouring out of his wound. I quickly pulled the knife out but that made the bleed worse. Blood was squirting everywhere as my adopted russian child was frankickly running out my kitchen, leaving a fresh trail of blood everywhere.
Obviously, I panicked.
Seeing that my adopted russian child was in pain, I took the knife and chased it...it was my first reaction to kill it to put it out of it's misery. I started to slip around on the blood, but finally caught up to it and began repeatedly stabbing it in it's stomach. My adopted russian child got away again..so I chased it some more. In the process of chasing it this time...I fell. Hard. I was passed out
This is the next fucked up part.
When I woke up, I found that I had released my bowels, had a MASSIVE wetdream, and skin and blood was everywhere, but no adopted russian child to be seen. I think it crawled into a crevice of my house and died.
The bad thing is my wife isn't home...but she will be within the next hour!
There is shit, semen, adopted russian child blood and skin ALL over my house and I don't know where my adopted russian child is...
WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO???