There was blood everywhere. We didn't know what to do. I turned to Anthony, weapon still in hand.
"I didn't think you would actually do it!", I exclaimed. I had only just arrived back into the room where I had left Anthony and Alecx only moments ago.
"He was asking for it", Anthony replied, voice still quivering as he realized what he'd done. "I only hit him a couple of times, so he should still be alive", he added.
"No chance in hell. His face looks even worse than it did to begin with," I said, feeling bad as the words were coming out of my mouth.

We both looked at each other as Alecx's body twitched.
"It does that when you die", Anthony said. He had been listening to a lot of HowStuffWorks podcasts, and rigor mortis was one of the topics they had covered.
"Well... what are we going to do now?", I asked. I had never disposed of a body before, but I remembered someone who had. "I know, we can call Robert".

That we did. It turned out that he lived quite close to us and not in the European country that he had claimed to before. We saw him busting through the door in a matter of minutes, industrial cleaning solvent and a blue tarp in had.
"YOU CALLED!?", he said huskly.
"Yeah dude, let's mop up the blood and wrap him up. Like in a taco.", Anthony said. It was only suitable that this was Taco Tuesday at the DelTaco around the corner.

"DelTaco was Alecx's favorite place to eat", I mentioned. I had been very quiet up until this point, taking in the whole situation. I was astonished with the calmness of my compadres.
"Why don't you grab his legs and swing him into the back of my truck?", commanded Robert.

I followed his commands blindly until we were driving down the I-102, and in no time we were at the chemical plant.
"Okay, here's the plan. We're going to sneak over to that silo of fertilizer and throw the body in there. The enzymes n' ♥♥♥♥ will eat away at the body.", Robert explained.
"Are you sure that'll work?", asked Anthony.
"Yeah, totally. I saw it on CSI: Miami dude.", answered Robert, now questioning himself.

Alas, we climbed the spiral staircase up and emptied the tarp's contents. Alecx's body sunk into the void of white and green pellets.
"Alright, that's about it", said Robert dutifully. Anthony and I were still shook up.

"So, why did you beat him to death with your ice skates anyway", I finally asked Anthony. I had completely forgotten to question him earlier. Probably because of the shock.
"He said Ke$ha was fugly", Anthony answered.

I am currently eating a churro.

That is all.

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Budge the bird was exactly that, a Budge Bird. One day he awoke to find his entire family killed by a cat.

The end.

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So here I am at Portland International, waiting for my Horizon flight back to Spokane. I just got in from Seattle, only passing through from Vancouver. It’s pretty crowded here at gate C14, being the domestic terminal – I guess a lot of west coast flights just got in.

As I type, a fat, red-haired woman in her late 30’s is looking at my screen. I can see her in my netbook’s reflection, however, I don’t think she can see me seeing her.

Regardless if she can see what I’m typing or not, I should say that she is somewhat on the chunky side and was probably asked to purchase two seats. In addition, she has one of those annoying bonnet hat type things (with the really large brim) and boots that are completely impractical for travelling.

That said, she has now noticed that I have mentioned her and is now eyeing the laptop of my friend, whom is sitting next to me. I think I’ll send her an IM.

Ryan [07:18]: hey, that lady next to us is looking at your screen. don’t look.
Alex [07:18]: The fat one?
Ryan [07:19]: yeah, that one. i see you looking at us lady.
Ryan [07:19]: she just scoffed.

My friend then proceeded to go to the Starbucks that was at the end of the concourse, making sure not to break eye contact with the fat red haired woman. She brought me back an espresso with the cream on the bottom, as we were called for boarding back to KGEG.