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Saturday, March 18, 2006

an eyeliner story - red 'paint' everywhere
Billie joe lies still as n untouched lake in the winter. No one comes in and no one cerntanly goes out.No one in the threatre even notices he's missing. So the movie ends with out him.

"That movie rocked!" says benji and joel.
"It scared the shit outta me!" you say
"ahhh babe you had me to comfort you." replies billy.
He kisses you and you kiss him back.
"Guys!" says benji
Paul gives carry a big kiss too.
"Man."
"Hey wheres billy joe?" you ask after the kiss fest
" we'll go get him come on guys." joel says pulling both billy and paul with him and benji.

~bathroom~
Benji walks in first.
They are all joking around.
"Guys are we not allowed to kiss our girlfriends." asks paul.
"Correction wife."billy says.
" hey benji wots wrong." asks joel hearing no nosie.
Benji is standing starting at the red stained floor.It drips down from the first stall into the drain in the floor.
"What the fuck." says joel.
Benji's face is white.
Joel carefully pushes open the door of the stall.
"shit." joel screams.
He puts his hand over his mouth.
He rushes for a sink and throws up.
"Billie joe." billy whispers.
"no."
Paul rushes to the door.
"HELP! SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE AND AN AMBULANCE."
"whats happened." you say
"Billie joes dead."
You put your hands over your mouth.
"No" carry says.
You cry.....with fear with pain....with complete terror.
"Its just like a blooded mess of paint all over the floor. He was stabbed in the stomach...." paul continues but you fail to listen.....you are to busy thinking.
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