The Chocolate Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic


The Chocolate Man


  There was a man living in my bowels, a

singer, a busker playing a guitar. He kept

me up all night with his racket, I couldn't

get any sleep. It was driving me crazy.

It was worse than Rap, worse than the

worse Elvis imitator. I didn't know what to

do, all night I had to listen to his noise...

  Without any sleep because of this, I couldn't

perform my job as a brain surgeon. But I had

a great idea, I'd give myself a super strong

enema, and flush him out, and get rid of him

down the toilet. So I did...

  But when he came out, I discovered he was

made of chocolate! Now that wasn't so bad, so

I began to eat him, and he tasted very nice!

  However my wife, my bitchy wife caught 

me eating him, and because I wouldn't give 

her any decided to call the doctor...

  And because I wouldn't give him any, 

but ate all the chocolate man myself, he 

called the men with the white coats...

  So now here I am, lying in bed at night

sleepless in hospital, hoping to hear the singer

in my bowels again...I love the taste of

chocolate, don't you? ha ha...




Submitted: July 22, 2021

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