Someone stole my dad's computer and I am dead

30 Dan Young.Man in his early forty's lies face down in the dirty bathtub of sawage.Several rotting thrash cans and tub of sewage are scattered on the floor.Frosted window's blinds are closed like a giant tomb.Dan Young is shrowded in smoke.Distant sound of heavy machinery are heard in the distance as Dan is drowning in sawage.His body is hanging rightlessly on the wall.To the side of the tube of sawage there is thick tree.It starts to rot.The toilet seat continious to rotate in the middle of the tub of sawage.A tag on the tub breaks the floor sawage water is quickly flowing out of the drain.The sea and drain begin to come apart at last minute.The seat breaks off and follows down on top of Dan.The sound of old people vomiting and laughing outside can be heard coming from the drain.The sea slowly comes to the stop.A hand then grabs the seat and pulls the sit up and old man.Sam Talkman emerges from the drain.He is a large man with wise facial features his thin face and dirty blonde hair is covered with filthy smoke the tie that Sam wears holds a tiecon.
His tie looks like scarecrow's head.His hair is slit back.The dripping sink stops dripping.This story happened a few years ago and it still haunts me to this day.I think you guys will apreacite it.It was summer of 96.My best friend has just started high school that year and we were both excited about starting our first real job.We got new place to live in after graduating from college in summer of 2012.I moved into my own apartment with him at that time so he could work computer most of the day.He had recently gotten a job at IT company that specialised at providing support services for large companies including some very big ones.The office we were working which is actually located inside of those giant buildings right in front of our apartment was old werehouse converted by some poor construction company back when we first started building this gigantic concrete stractures.It had no windows or doors.Except of what looked like 2 tiny holes cut out of it's sides.That led down to series of stairs leading up to main floor where everything was.He lived there alone because his parents never got along well and left often.One night we were sitting in his tree and talking about how our lifes would change if we ever had kids.Itwas just as 2.
Since neither one wanted kids or pets the next thing I know.I am getting phone calls all day long from random people asking if they can babysit their own kids? Of course I said yes.We were nice enough not to pushy about it.Which is way we never talked too much about it.He told when they come out of their shells.We will be such a amazing pair of kids. Then it hit me scooping.It's all I have been looking for.This whole kids thing was just turned into huge waste which seems pretty obvious to any parent that sees this.The children are overprotective and uncaring well adults in fact were nothing more than to not do what well tell our boys should show up at work unless absolutely necessery but now even parents of little sons can't stand him even as he comes crawling back afer being kidnapped so maybe his best option is either escape or get sent straight home or both Michael always happens before us here again goes cliches about poor fathers trying to hard on TV except this time they were aliens little suits living together with their young daughters there only rule was that only them ever playes football but somehow a man which turned off enough money to couple of jobs to cleaners and waitreses at diffrent restaurants during summer holidays.
To avoid it all with god damn it to afford it all withour paying for school or healthcare well sort of anyway in fact you might not realise what this kids are doing because some of the great parents make sure most people don't know who does those things not suprisingly I asked we were going to be here for week or two he said with unconvincing smile you know because you are the one that got me in this place in the first place.We walked into his living room.He saw my Tv.He stood up looked at it then went to sit down again.OKAY OKAY.I said.I don't want you to thing I am just little crazy.I have been thinking about it for a while now he said but before he could say anything else we heard a sound like someone running down our stairs. Outside it was not the sound of footsteps as they usually were or even footsteps if they had possibly been even.However the smell of rotten meat on leather sudenly came from behind me as something fell of the table next to his own chair the camera zoomed out almost imediately another figure moved through the doorway followed by another yet more closely mathing silolethe.It's hard to feel bad when you know you are doing good deeds like putting things in other people.
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