Disclaimer: This contains mature language and content, please do not read if you are easily offended. Also the character Tom Hanks, is just a character, and his attitude and traits are in no way related to his real life.
Part 2
Detective Tom Hanks sat in front of the glow of his computer screen in an otherwise dark office. Tom loved computers, almost as much as he still loved his ex-wife Rita. That bitch took him for a lot of money, and SHE was the one fucking and eating the pool boy's poop that came out of his butt. Tom pulled up Google and almost automatically typed in "Tom Hanks", instead he inserted the memory stick. There was a thunderous boom that filled the room and a series of symbols began to flash on the screen in rapid succession. Tom felt paralyzed as the symbols flashed before him, the buzzing from the speakers began to fade as the symbols stopped on a black screen that read "complete". The paralysis had subsided and turned to an intense head ache and nose bleed. "What the fuck was that fuckin' shit?" Tom said to himself. He reached for a bottle of Stolichnaya that was sitting on the corner of his awesome computer desk. In the silent dark room he drank until he was a pathetically drunk piece of mumbling trash. He was right to call himself a "piece of shit" in part one, he is... Or is he?
Tom woke to the sounds of some kind of birds chirping like crazy in the tree next to the window. Tom loved windows, almost as much as he loved that bitch of an ex-wife of his. The phone rings, "Tom, it's Danny Glover, what's the story with the necklaces?" "I don't know, I think I'm drunk." "Tom if you don't get your drinking under control, it's gonna start to control you! In fact it probably already is. Rita is not coming back god-damn it. She's fucking the pool boy now, and we both know what that's like." Danny Glover shut up for a minute after that. "You're right Danny, and when you're right you're right! And when you're white it's right... White is right, down with brown." Tom replied and decided. "I'm gonna give you a pass on that racist bullshit because you're drunk." Tom Hanks is not only a failed husband, father, alcoholic and a flame thrower, he was also a total racist. It's important to note that in spite of being all of these things, you (the reader) love Tom Hanks and always wanna be routing for him, that's already been decided. "Now, about those necklaces you ask?..." just then Tom catches his reflection in the window as a sinister smirk dances onto his face.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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