Another Monday Morning
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Exclaims the dungeon master in a high pitched voice. You start laughing at his -sorry, it's- misfortune, not noticing that one of the people in the room has a knife and is sneaking up on you.
The good news? He aimed for the brain so at least your pain didn't last long. The better news? The former dungeon master, after months of doctors attempting to repair his mutilated genitals, has commited suicide. The perfect news? He was one of your co-workers and went on a killing spree before ending his life. All in all, had that happened before the guy stabbed your brain, you would have died very happy.
The good news? He aimed for the brain so at least your pain didn't last long. The better news? The former dungeon master, after months of doctors attempting to repair his mutilated genitals, has commited suicide. The perfect news? He was one of your co-workers and went on a killing spree before ending his life. All in all, had that happened before the guy stabbed your brain, you would have died very happy.
