The three skeletons sitting on Cash’s sofa all bore such striking resemblance to him, that he had no choice but to regard with them with complete, unreserved disgust. Pinching his nasal ridge, he sighed. “fine. alright. i guess we’re doing this.”
Stepping forward, he examined them, sockets narrowed. “well, first–i’d fuck all of you, just to see how good i was in bed.”
“why all of us?” the one on the left asked. “wouldn’t you only need to test one of us?”
“i’m minimising room for error, you idiot,” Cash snapped. “and once i was done with you, i’d kill you all.”
The middle Cash blinked, raising a brow-bone. “but, who would ya marry?” he asked.
“i’m already fucking stuck with myself for the rest of my life–i don’t need three more version of me around.”
There were general mutterings of agreement.
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