Rated R for Violence, Language, and a Subtle Twist at the
End
John was sick and tired of finding bodies in the dumpster
behind the movie theater.
Surely, an usher’s job was thankless, but this was
ridiculous.
Sometimes, John said to himself, “Hey, John, what’s up with all
these bodies?” Usually, his own voice
answered, “Man, you just got shit poor luck.”
Other times a voice whispered, Assholes.
What really pissed off John wasn’t the bodies or the job.
What really pissed him off were those assholes who talked through the whole
movie on their cell phones.
Those kinds of people should die.
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