#1
Posted: 10/25/07 at 4:43pm
TWO MORE!
by
Cruel_Sandwich
Lightning crashes in the sky. Pan down to a sprawling, decaying old manor. Inside, an old man wheezes and coughs in bed with a frightful illness, one that is most likely taking his life. Push in to reveal that he is eating pudding. Tears stream down his face. He gags, coughs, wheezes. He can barely keep the pudding down.
Finally, he slurps up his last gulp and says to the family members who surround him: “Two more! Two more!”
“Sure, Uncle Bernard! We will bring you two more cups of that pudding.”
Uncle Bernard shakes a bit and points towards his head. “TWO MORE! TWO MORE!”
“Yes, we heard you, Uncle Bernard!”
They bring him two more cups of pudding. He slurps, gargles, and chokes it down. As soon as he is finished, he once again says “Two more! Two more!”
“Wow! Still hungry, Uncle Bernard?”
Uncle Bernard shakes as they bring him more pudding. He can barely choke the pudding down his throat, he’s so ill. Finally, he slurps up the last.
With about as much strength as he can muster, he says “two…more…two…more…”
His family is starting to get annoyed.
“Uncle Bernard! You’ve been eating pudding all day! You don’t want to put on weight!”
“TWO MORE!”
“Fine, Uncle Bernard.”
They bring him some more pudding on a silver platter, only to find a gruesome sight. Uncle Bernard has died. Not only that, but Uncle Bernard has smashed in his head and cracked open his skull to reveal a giant tumor sitting in his brain.
“Oh! He meant “Tu-mor!” How silly of us!”
The family shares a laugh. The camera pushes back as the family gathers around his body letting the good times roll.
by
Cruel_Sandwich
Lightning crashes in the sky. Pan down to a sprawling, decaying old manor. Inside, an old man wheezes and coughs in bed with a frightful illness, one that is most likely taking his life. Push in to reveal that he is eating pudding. Tears stream down his face. He gags, coughs, wheezes. He can barely keep the pudding down.
Finally, he slurps up his last gulp and says to the family members who surround him: “Two more! Two more!”
“Sure, Uncle Bernard! We will bring you two more cups of that pudding.”
Uncle Bernard shakes a bit and points towards his head. “TWO MORE! TWO MORE!”
“Yes, we heard you, Uncle Bernard!”
They bring him two more cups of pudding. He slurps, gargles, and chokes it down. As soon as he is finished, he once again says “Two more! Two more!”
“Wow! Still hungry, Uncle Bernard?”
Uncle Bernard shakes as they bring him more pudding. He can barely choke the pudding down his throat, he’s so ill. Finally, he slurps up the last.
With about as much strength as he can muster, he says “two…more…two…more…”
His family is starting to get annoyed.
“Uncle Bernard! You’ve been eating pudding all day! You don’t want to put on weight!”
“TWO MORE!”
“Fine, Uncle Bernard.”
They bring him some more pudding on a silver platter, only to find a gruesome sight. Uncle Bernard has died. Not only that, but Uncle Bernard has smashed in his head and cracked open his skull to reveal a giant tumor sitting in his brain.
“Oh! He meant “Tu-mor!” How silly of us!”
The family shares a laugh. The camera pushes back as the family gathers around his body letting the good times roll.
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