Monday, July 21, 2008

The Regrettable Contest of Noughts and Crosses, chapter 29

He could barely lift his toothbrush, for he felt so very tired.
Unspooling his minty waxed dental floss, he quietly expired.
Foul play was suspected. The allegations were effusive.
An autopsy was performed, but the results were inconclusive.

1 comment:

The Grunt said...

Just like, if he hadn't survived and faked his death:D