Ichor

 

“How are we doing this? Through the cushion? Like this?”

“Yeah, I think these knives are long enough, they'll come out the other side.”

“Gross.”

“I know.”

“This is so gross. Is there going to be blood?”

“I don't know.”

“I hate this. How did we get stuck with this? Stupid couch.”

“Use that anger, if it helps.”

“Yeah, fuck this couch. Fuck'em all. I'm ready. Let's do this!”

“Now?”

“Now! Aaaaah!”

“Aaaaaah.”

“Die! Die! Die!”

“Woah, that went down fast. Just collapsed, like nothing.”

“Die, motherfucker! Eat shit and die!”

“Honey? Honey, it's over.”

“Oh. Huh. Well that wasn't too bad.”

“Yeah. Should we do the dresser next?”