Tuesday, July 25, 2017

The Destruction of the Minion: a short story

It's Saturday morning and I am bored.


But then! Daddy brought home a .50 cent prize from the claw machine for me.

Hot dog! Even better, my new minion friend has the perfect horrified face for what I'm about to do to him.

Sssh. There, there. It'll all be over soon.

Why must you invade our privacy?

Time for the undressing

some chest compressions to keep him with me

and then, we find the sweet spot of the back seam

It's all over from there.


don't even think about it.


He was good minion. For about an hour.


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