FearScene Contest - Gator67's DESTINATION: DEATH Entry

This is Gator67's entry for the DESTINATION: DEATH Contest:

I'M FREE NOW!
My life has been a road of dead ends and bad luck. I have been drinking heavily today since I got fired this morning as a driver. FU*K! my boss, he's gonna get what he deserves. He makes 75 dollars an hour off of me, and pays me minimum. No raises or bonuses. He lives in the ritzy part of town, and owns several other businesses. He has a young hot wife, who only wants him for his money. I've been doing her since I started there. DAMN! I need to hit that again ... I'm so horny!
I must be pretty drunk, because I can't understand what the bartender is saying. "I know when I've had enough!" He should've never had grabbed my arm, son of a bit*h! So, I grabbed my beer bottle, and smashed it on the end of the bar. I plunged it straight into his neck! He went down like a "Bit*h". Just squirming and wiggling on the floor. Kinda looked like a beer keg, with the neck of the bottle sticking out of his neck ... and pouring blood out like a faucet. WOW! I need a drink ... too bad, no one else is around. This rounds' on me.
"Hey buddy ... nice watch". Guess you won't be needing it. "Give it up, damn don't struggle". What's this? My "Rambo" knife. I tear into his arm with a fury, the flesh slides off too easily. "Thanks for the watch".
What a rush! Darts anyone? Hey buddy ... let me help you sit up. It's easier to hit you. BULLSEYE!! Damn, you must not feel anything anymore. Because a fu*kin' dart in my balls would hurt like hell! CHOP! CHOP! Goes the balls ... pin them on the dartboard. "Just whistle while I work". HEE! HEE!
Hey, do you have a mop? Man, you sure are makin' a mess. Better clean-up some, "HappyHour", is almost here. I pull the bottle from his neck, and jab the bottle several more times into his neck. "Awesome", just like tenderizing meat. Damn it! NECKBONE!!! Lucky me, there's a toolbox behind the counter. Hacksaw ... this is a lot tougher than I thought. Finally! Sorry buddy ... dinner time!
Ever seen a head cook in a microwave? The eyes are the first to go..they look just like swollen grapes that just pop open. The skin starts to shrink and tighten around the skull. The dripping blood thickens and turns black. The hair smokes, but does not catch fire. The skin starts to brown ... oh, the stench. DING! You're done. Someone's gonna love this!
Better get going, before someone shows up. What to do, with the rest of the body? I can finally use that useless hamburger maker that my dear mother gave me. I live alone in the country with my dogs. They are probably hungry. I get home ... and carefully slice each bodypart into steaks. Better save some for myself. I grind the rest in the hamburger maker. Hamburger anyone?
Damn, I almost forgot about my boss! Better go visit him at his home! See Ya!

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