the mossenburg trials
it si s6pm in a sweaty room. moss is sitting anxoiusly in the questioners chair. bussy quaking. arms shaking. he waits. an old friends walks hn. a familiatr face. someone he once loved more than a friend, oh the old times. he missed tyem dearly.
roy sat down. trying to avoid moss' throbbing member. 'you back stabbing bitch.' roy looked at him anfd smiled. 'youre so sexy when youre angry.'
moss is guilty of vechicular manslaughter. he is not sent to prison however, because of overcrowding and underfundiong. her is left to 98 years house arrest. he goes home, defeated to find a note on his door
'you filthy rat bastard. youre now evicted.'
moss has a breakdown. he rummages through his cupboard and gets fucking gacked on penicillin. teh end xx
as he stumbled through the streets on london. he falls asleep into the overhang of a disgustinly unkemp bookshop.
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