Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Mr. Nutmeg has finally snapped. During the night, he slaughtered four neighborhood cats and put their heads in his weeping willow tree. When questioned, he claims that it's "art" and that "people just don't understand the burdens of creativity in the modern world."

His neighbor is justifiably bug eyed: While going through all of this, Mr. Nutmeg is jerking it under his jeans.

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