Exquisite Random Piece

He buried his head in his hands and sobbed.

Sobbing and speaking incoherently, he says, “Why does this have to happen to me?”

The doctor looked down at him and said, “I’m sorry sonny. There was nothing we could’ve done to save her.”

I laughed vigorously as I looked right back at the doctor.

“You want to stick that where?” I laughed nervously. Oh no, my wife said this was just a routine physical.

“I’m sorry, but you’re getting to that age and a colonoscopy is necessary considering you family history.” The doctor tried to reassure him.

“The testicular cancer has spread, there isn’t a cell in your body that isn’t cancerous actually.” The doctor had a sick sense of humor.  The patient looks at the doctor and thinks to himself “What the hell is happening to me?  “Please fix me” shouts the patient. The only problem is, he can’t be fixed. He’s a lost cause. You can never save someone from themselves. He goes home and prepares the noose. He would buy a gun, but he has insufficient funds. If he does it wrong, he’ll die, but suffocate slowly. He wants to change his mind, but unless he swaps brains with someone else, he’s a goner. He creeps down the alleyway, looking around for a ripe victim. She looks nice, he thinks, eying a blond woman walking down the street in high heels and tight mini. He could visualize her kissing his lips but he knew he would have to impress her and this was his only chance of ever being with her. I was planning to hit a bank tonight so I can live like the king I am.  King’s like myself are precious creatures. We make the rules and we set the standards. We are above all, and no one has the right to change what we have worked so hard to create. It was my duty as a official of the state to make sure everyone was treated equally. But who cares about what my duty is, I felt like rebelling. Being my own person, doing my own thing. I was tired of following the rules and said YOLO, And began to campaign my movement to fight the power! I rallied up all my comrades and we demonstrated a march of protest. We even got bystanders to join us, giving them each a sign to help us in our cause. The fight had begun.