Sunday, May 16, 2010

Half-Sucked

Jasfoup peered out of the window. He hadn't meant to drop Amanda's eyeball but could see it in the grass below, by lucky coincidence an inch away from a large pile of droppings left by the Doberman at number 11.

"Where's my eye?" said Amanda, shuffling into the kitchen. "I want it back."

"Er..." Jasfoup pulled the piece of butterscotch from his mouth. Here you go," he said. "It might be a bit sticky.

"That's all right, so long as I can see everything." She slid it into the empty socket. "That's odd. Everything's green and blurry."

Jasfoup nodded. "Gangrene."

4 comments:

stephanie said...

*chuckles* Poor gal.

Leatherdykeuk said...

aye. Poor Amanda.

DJ Kirkby said...

Oooh ick...

Leatherdykeuk said...

He was lying, of course!