No. No, I can’t tell you. For the good of the world, I mustn’t! It’s a tale that ends in blood, horror, and shoe shopping!
…oh, all right. It all started with a magic kit my friend Cornelius ordered out of the back of a comic book. Anyway, long story short, he brought the ventriloquist dummy to life, it tied me up, took my shoes, and used them to kill poor Cornelius. So naturally, I couldn’t wear those shoes any more so there I was at Payless the next day, trying to find a pair like the pair that choked poor Cornelius.
“Hey mom, wanna see magic trick!?”
That’s the kind of smile you see on a ventriloquist dummy right before it snaps and kills you.
…don’t ask me how I know about this.
But now I wanna! XD
No. No, I can’t tell you. For the good of the world, I mustn’t! It’s a tale that ends in blood, horror, and shoe shopping!
…oh, all right. It all started with a magic kit my friend Cornelius ordered out of the back of a comic book. Anyway, long story short, he brought the ventriloquist dummy to life, it tied me up, took my shoes, and used them to kill poor Cornelius. So naturally, I couldn’t wear those shoes any more so there I was at Payless the next day, trying to find a pair like the pair that choked poor Cornelius.
Damn dummy….
I mean, any story that ends in shoe shopping has to be a horror story 😉