Kill me. I was just minding my business at work, stocking shelves, when a messed-up horror fic idea suddenly hits me. Obviously!! I have to write it down, so I whip out my phone and start typing like a man possessed.
Right then—of course—two customers walk up and catch me furiously typing. One of them asks, "What are you doing?" And for some UNGODLY reason, my brain short-circuits, and my mouth blurts out."Horny stuff." 😀 Why. Just. Why.
Please light me on fire. 🙏









