Morbid Sense of Humor

by THX 0477

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Sullenly, he checked into the motel, the one by the freeway. No noise barrier meant constant noise such that no one could ever hope to sleep, at least not naturally. That was okay; no one came to this place to sleep.

Sitting on the end of the bed, he began his preparations and reconsidered his plan. But what was there to reconsider? He wasn’t happy. But more than that, he’d never been happy. Off drugs and alcohol, leading a productive life he wasn’t happy. Chasing the dragon and boozing it up like there was no tomorrow he hadn’t been happy. Struggling to get by he wasn’t happy, but that was no surprise.

He actually felt a little proud, finally committing to a plan, finding a solution all the counselors and therapists couldn’t or wouldn’t come up with. He bought the solution from a guy in a van down on Miracle Mile. The guy in the van, the scuzzy, law-breaking, foul smelling, pot-marked face, wretch of a man in a van was happy.

It was like life’s last cruel joke. And it was one too many.

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Average Reader Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5

  1. Morbid Sense of Humor

    MRay's Buddy Icon MRay

    Posted 10 months ago

    The motel of which you write might inspire me to write a series of ficlets concerning life at the motel…might call it “The Baits Motel”, located near a lake, hmmmmmm, and uh, the owner uses it to attract women. He sells bait to fishermen…bait that he gets from his guests….in fact, the bait is his guests…Eureka!...I’ve got an idea for a story…sort of like “Psycho meets Silence of the Lambs.”

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    Fyora Cartagan's Buddy Icon Fyora Cartagan

    Posted 10 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    This was great. :D I must inform you that the chasing the dragon thing nearly amused me, though. Especially since the first time I’d heard of it was on South Park, under the guise of “Heroin Hero” where the object of the game is to catch the dragon, but you can’t ever do it.

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