It has been nearly three weeks since I,
killed something.
There she is, or should I say, there she was.
Dead, or should I say, about to die. I'm pretty good with the camera when it comes to catching those Kodak moments.
Sucks to be her, or, does it?
Some people would love to be able to go there and swim. Unfortunately, those people are too broke and/or busy with life. She's actually one of the lucky ones with a lot of money and plenty of spare time.
Was one of the lucky ones.
It's not everyday someone goes swimming, then gets pulled under the water by a swarm of red-like beings. That was once considered fact. She was the first victim though. Things change. You know how it is.
Being first makes her the lucky winner, I guess.
Except me. I put them there.
That was actually the first time someone died because of these damn red-like beings.
Normally, it's a safe beach. The guy that got attacked by the shark is actually our new one-legged lifeguard. He started last week after getting his peg sharpened. When approached and asked if he'd like to stab the red-like beings with one fatal ninja-like kick to the neck, he declined the offer on the count of still being afraid of the water. That fear of water is actually what prevented our one-legged lifeguard from jumping in to rescue that lucky lady up there.
It certainly is quite the shit-like show here at the beach now. The Days Without a Death counter up on the lunch room bulletin board over there had to get reset back down to zero. Some were heard letting out a few sighs but quickly went back to their sandwiches. Nobody really knew that woman anyway and if they just keep their mouths shut, I'll be able to continue driving her Tesla. It's beach policy. Snitches get stitches.
I better get going.
I need to find some more food for those red-like beings before the bars close. I'm thinking this Tesla might help improve my chances of bringing something home to their dinner table.
Would you believe it took me an entire month to figure out what they eat? Damn things didn't come with instructions. Nothing on Youtube about it either.
Then out our lady friend goes. Swimming along, so elegant. The water, twinkling like the eyes of an innocent child who wants candy but was told not to approach that van because the driver looks like a pervert and plays 70's porn music with his tuba in the park on weekends. Such a nice day. No wind. The lake was like ice. Calm, except for her splashing, but that didn't last long. I'm so glad I got to see it all happen.
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