“You planning top kill me with a Wiffle bat?" [Carson asked] "Yeah." "Why?" he asked. The bat was shaking in my tight grip. "Because I don't have my Minnie Mouse pillow.” YeahPlanningBatsMiceKill MeShakingPillowMinnieMinnie Mouse Author:Rachel Vail
“I smashed his hand as hard as I could with the Wiffle bat. "Ow!" he screamed. Carson was rubbing his red palm, inspecting it for damage. "That hurt," he shrieked. "You really hurt me." "Right back at you," I said. "Good-bye Carson." He frowned, massaging his hand, the big baby. "I just wanted to end this nicely." "Yeah?" I cocked the bat up to hit him again. "Well, this time you don't get what you want.” WantWellsSaidEndsHardHandsBigsWantedHurtBabyRedYeahWhat You WantDamageBatsPalmsByeHurt MeGood Bye Author:Rachel Vail
