“GO AWAY!!!”

He hates it when the bats catch up to him...

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Ten years old, spooning paste into his mouth. Sticking his fingers into his nostrils, catching ants and eating them. School boys and school girls laughing, little jimmy pisses in his pants during recess.

But,

Little jimmy, for all his social troubles, has an awful big personal burden to carry.

...

Listen:

Little jimmy had a flesh mommy for the first year of his life, but this mother slipped into a coma after a suicide attempt only three days prior her failed attempt to abort jimmy’s now defunct biological brother, “kevin.”

Kevin, who would have had one of the worst cases of Down syndrome in medical history, was five months into his little womb life when his symbiotic matron decided to off him. Having failed to remove the unwanted embryo and child within her, mother returned to what she did best: topped off a couple of needles and blew wads of black tar through her bloodstream and into hers and little kevin’s brain and heart.

Boom!

The results: one hospitalized vegetable mother, costing an unaffordable thousands of dollars in doctors bills and lawyer fees, and one toasted fetus, extra crispy.

Dad was a pimp. He dealt in smack and pussy for a whole block of american tragedy. Little jimmy’s birth was an accident, but dad was a catholic, and giving the coat hanger to one of his unborn’s would have been, for him, a free ride to hell, w/out a sack lunch.

Ergo, the abortion had been his wife’s idea. It was a big secret, but when he found out about this, he laced her junk with 60 % adulterated bleach crystals, which was like pumping chernobyl nuclear waste right into her heart.

Boom!

Just like chernobyl, Boom!

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“SCREEECCCHHH!!!!”

“LEAVE ME ALONE!!!”

The bats fangs bite deep into little jimmy’s flesh.

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One year previous to little kevin’s brain freeze, mother was trying the same thing on little jimmy. Only she never overtly attempted to abort little jimmy, she instead shot a steady stream of H over a number of months, hoping to miscarriage him. The result: little jimmy hasn’t got enough cortex left to ever learn how to tie his shoes, let alone live any sort of a normal life.

More importantly, however, little jimmy was born horribly addicted to heroin.

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“SCREEECCCHHH!!!!”

The fangs...

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Dad was crucified and hung up on the apartment wall with his tongue cut out so he couldn’t scream. He’d been killed over some spat with a hooker and her rival loyalties. Little jimmy had been in the closet at the time, and two days later police would find him alive but covered in his own feces and urine and vomit. He was taken into custody and after half a year in a hospital jimmy was adopted by some middle class family in Everett, Seattle.

Little jimmy was one and a half years old and moving on to sitcom america.

What a happy ending

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“SCREEECCHHH!!!!”

“please...........”

The bats would overbear him, taking turns sucking on his veins and he would cry...

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Little jimmy had no track marks, he was only ten years old, sitting on the floor, eating paste, picking his nose, and pissing his pants. He had all of the signs of physical exertion common to an addict because little jimmy was born “chasing the dragon.”