"So, tell me how it felt," Said the phycologist.
"this ... feeling."
"Somethin' 'bout an echo, and so much space...Does that make me crazy?" Questioned the man on the couch, frowning.
"Does that, make me crazy?" He repeated. The phycologist raised an eyebrow.
The man, cross-eyed, shouted, "DOES THAT MAKE ME CRAZY?" The phycologist lept back in fear. He said slowly,
"Probably."
The man, named Walt, got up, burst into tears, and hugged himself.
"All the lonely people, where do they all come from?"
Suddenly he lept forward, brandishing the doctor's prized pen.
The doctor fled to the window and screamed "Help! I need somebody! Help! Not just anybody!"
He turned and saw Walt dash at him. He opened his mouth and...
Almost all of the dialouge in this is from music.
4 comments:
Cool blog Bo! You should continue the story soon! I really like it. It is sort of a phsyco story! Good job!
The Beatles...
Bergquist
Hey Bo! I could only recognise a few songs by the beatles. Did you figure that out your self? I know how much you like Nirvana, you should find/come up with one for them. This whole blog thing is pretty cool, after this year do you think you'll keep your blog?
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