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Saturday, December 2, 2017

Death's Vacation Part 2





HELLO KITTY

"Mroew!"




YES THERE IS INDEED SOMETHING ON YOUR PAW







With graveyard seriousness, Death contemplates what he would like to do with his new found free time.


Death went to his horse, Binky, to saddle him up. Binky is a real horse, none of that dramatic flaming skeleton horse nonsense. He'd had them before and it spoils the effect when you keep having to stop to wire bits back on. 

They are off at a gallop, heading to the town.


They arrived at the spa and resort. Death removed a nosebag for Binky before going inside to make his reservations.


"Hello sir, how may I assist you this morning?"

I SEEK RELAXATION

"Well... you've come to the right place!"


The stranger was odd and the unfortunate desk clerk struggled with the fact that his words seemed to arrive in her brain without ever passing through her ears. 

"We have a special on a two night stay in a luxury room."


THAT SOUNDS VERY RELAXING.


Death is absolutely pleased with his new rooms.


Death finds he enjoys the hot tub very much. His robes of absolute darkness have never been so nicely steamed.


“What’ll ya have sugah?”
I AM ON VACATION said a voice like a coffin slamming shut. I UNDERSTAND DRINKS ARE AN IMPORTANT PART OF A VACATION.
“Ohhh I got ya, one fruity spazz coming up!”
WHAT IS A FRUITY SPAZZ?
“About half a bottle of vodka and thirty seven maraschino cherries with enough syrup on it to keep a seven year old awake until high school gradation,” she winked. 
Death stared, impervious to this dubious explanation. ARE YOU SURE THAT WILL BE SUFFICIENT?


*garbled drunk mumbling* THISH ISH QUITE SUFFISHENT


Death struggles to paddle away and the bartender shakes her head at the filthy fucking casual.


Cats always find Death.

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