I really wanted to make a Sixth Sense joke in the title of this post, but thankfully I managed to overcome my deep-seated desire to fill this blog with nine year old pop culture references and decided that classic Seuss was the way to go. Now to offend some of you.
Well, the next time I have to dispose of the body of some chick I knocked up and then knocked out, I'm going drum shopping.
People, dead pregnant women jokes are the new dead baby jokes, try and keep up.
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Concrete sounds like less work. Just mix and pour, none of that bricklaying shit.
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Haruki didn't come home from work one day. And no one ever saw him again. Until they found his mummified corpse beneath a boiler chimney.
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Dudes, the Mob does this all the time! Haven't you seen Dick Tracy? That shit gave me nightmares for weeks! Er, a couple of nights. And I definitely didn't wet the bed twice in that time, no sir.
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How exactly do you get the body into the wall? Does it involve as much sawing and drywalling as I think it does?
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I watch too much Law & Order. I think they've had episodes on almost all of these, including dumping a victim in a wall--in that episode (L&O SVU, I believe), they constructed a new wall in a bathroom, added the victim, then poured kitty litter over him to absorb the smell.
I did see that episode.
I would like to purchase some kitty litter that is that good at absorbing foul odors. :D
I can't believe none of the journal authors put a Poe joke in their title.