I̶'̶m̶ ̶a̶ ̶r̶e̶c̶e̶n̶t̶ I was a stay-at-home dad. Sarcasm is my crutch and cynicism my wheelchair. Lunchroom Larfs are cute/silly notes I put in my daughter's lunch everyday. Each night I write a disturbing caption to make them palatable to cynical adults such as myself.
Thursday, February 26, 2015
Lunchroom Larfs- February 26, 2015
At first doctors thought the astronomer had a simple case of pink eye. As it turns out it the virus had traveled through a freak wormhole connecting his telescope to that of his planet Xenod counterpart. The virus spread down his optic nerve and quickly infected his brain turning him into a gibberish sprouting madman. It then spread throughout his body slowly liquifying his insides until one day from every orifice his innards leaked out leaving a stinking steaming pile of ectoplasm-like goo, and his moulted skin lay on the floor like a macabre Halloween costume left on the floor.
Meanwhile the Xenod astronomer, Glaxoo, also contracted pink eye. This resulted in itchy eyes and thick greenish-yellow discharge, making him virtually undateable for a week.
By the way a week in earth time is 24 years in Xenod time.
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