One day after I ate my brother, I was sent to the pen. I met many wonderful
people there, mostly guys and gays. THe gays were very nice and raped me
daily. Once, they jammed a weightbar up my ass and made me dance like David
Ducoviny on the Power Rangers.
One guy named Enricque was especial brutal and made me eat my own butt. He
didn't even let me butter and salt it. I was sad. The rats would eat the
flakey pieces that were left of my backside when I slept.
One christmas eve, Santa came to visit. he really came too, with me helping
out his "reindeer." It wasn't too bad though, because it tasted like
licorice.
If I ever see an elf again, I will be asking to sit on santas face next
time.

For Mom, god rest her worm eaten corpse.