PASS ME ON OR IT WILL GET WORSE!
It is why we moved to the house we are in now.
There was an inmate at the prison who murdered over twenty children.
This man killed himself yesterday by slitting his own throat with a sharpened toothbrush handle.
My father said the puppet has to be handmade.
He brought it home because he knew I would think it was interesting.
My girlfriend says it is disturbing.
She said she still felt strange even after I closed it.
I had to walk her back to her house before she finally put out.
The person who sent me all of this claimed to be the girlfriend referenced above.
That was how she came into possession of the puppet in the photo.
Of course, my response had been a resounding, Yes, like.
I was simply intrigued by the concept and thought that the puppet looked cool.
But well get into that and more of my personal regrets soon enough.
See… and you may be surprised to learn this about me…
I have a bit of a fondness for creepy stuff.
kindly dont ever kill children and hide their bodies ANYWHERE for ANY reason.
Humanoid face on an inhuman form?
Reminiscent of childhood entertainment figures?
Being a fucking puppet which is never NOT creepy?
I could see how the things presence might be disturbing to some people but for yah boy, Joel?
Honestly, it was kind of an honor to have been considered worthy of receiving such a masterpiece.
And then I found the thumb-drive and that all changed… Youre just jelly.)
Four doors lined the hallway, three on either side and one situated at the far end.
This was proceeded by a brief, sobering scream from inside the room.
It was just long enough for me to glimpse the mans face.
It was the face of a sleepwalker.
And deductive reasoning dictates that if it isnt the puppeteer who is in control, then…
I halted that thought before it could scrub the fence of my subconscious and promptly closed the video.
I told myself that the clip was obviously a fake.
If it WAS real, Russian authorities would have seen it by now.
Neither of us said anything.
Eventually, I decided I would email this girlfriend and congratulate her on a troll well done.
Eventually, we ended up at what I recognized as a nearby grade school.
Then he started running at me and screaming just as the final clip ended.
Then, I remembered what I did for a living.
you might actually direct all genitalia-related photos to:JoelFarrelly@gmail.com*
*[Serious inquiries only.
If it aint erect, I wont inspect.]
