The FBI is breaking down the doors of my hide out after
years of hunting me.
Before I’m captured, I want to tell you how I became a
cereal killer.
I was a little boy when I drove a knife through Count
Chocula.
I felt a rush greater than any sugar rush I ever experienced.
I… want… more, I whispered with eyes rolled up.
I enjoyed a voice scream insanely in my head.
“I’m Cuckoo For Cocoa Puffs!!!!”
“I’m Cuckoo For Cocoa Puffs!!!!”
“I’m Cuckoo For Cocoa Puffs!!!!”
Then all was silent as the grave.
For now, Silly Rabbit…
“FBI!!! FREEZE!!!”
XOXOXFILES!!!
LOL
