"Harry" didn't go so well. If I were toast like she wanted, then the toaster caught fire and exploded all over everything. Things just happen to me, no matter what my name is or how many times a day I say a curse word. It wasn't my fault that she sent me into one of those fits!
Sometimes I talk so much that I think my mouth might fall off and get all dusty when it hits the carpet. I wish I didn't talk so much... Especially to her.
There's nothing more in this world that I want than to just not be with her... I'd give anything to NOT be with her... She's so ugly and-- and-- undesirable.
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Inspired by Poe's "Tell-tale Heart".
Dale.