Dead Bodies

I wandered aimlessly over a pile of broken glass and dead bodies, the pile was taller than my head and bigger than my fat friend *****; and it smelled like a flower in bloom. You see, I am ***** and i have Cancer and my hair is falling out because of my special treatment hair dye. I killed *** today because she made me mad. She called me a denderfiliac which i didn't appreciate so I called her a necrophilliac. I think that this is much worse. The world blew up when I killed her, everyone died but me. Now I get everything i ever dreamed of. free clothes, cd's, and above all free condoms. I could never afford them before. And i could never run well. Now I must go swim and jump. goodbye.