May 9, 2008
The Tale Of Fred and His Murder
About two seconds ago I mentioned a potato murder and yet, I forgot to mention it. Maybe I was too angry to add it but, better yet, I believe that Fred - the victim - deserves a tribute. Fred was my close alien potato friend and yes, I know, I might have known him only ten minutes but he was extremely close to me.
I went into Biology on Thursday as usually, expecting to finish my coursework which is of course, an experiment. We were using potatoes as a source of catalase, an enzyme. I was feeling sorry for the potatoes and went to the bag with a heavy heart, for I had to kill one. That was when I met Fred.
He was there in an abnormal shape, sort of like a sterotypical alien head and he had an eye which was closed. I instantly took him as my own. I showed all my friends this amazing potato. Then I left him alone as I went to get my equipment.
That's when it happened.
Craig killed Fred. With a borer.
I returned and found that Fred my dear friend had a hole in his head. I was horrified and hit Craig instantly and he replied that I was crazy. I mourned Fred and told the murderer to shut up and then my wonderful Biology teacher threatened to shove a borer ... well you get the idea.
I am grieving still.
And yes, this did happen last Thursday and I should be over it, but I'm not.
And yes, I am receiving psychiatric help weekly and I am on medication.
So everything will be fine.
Ah, good times. It was great to look back over that and remember that day. I love looking back over old memories. Poor Fred. He had a family to provide for, children to see after work, a wife to love ... and his life was cruelly snatched from him. Ah, sorrow for his children and wife. Anyway, I will post an old ramble of mine on a new blog every couple of days so we can laugh at how crazy I was - and still am, I guess.
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