[jimblake2004]

Burke lay at the bottom of the M street stairs – his head turned completely around, facing backwards.  He wasn’t dead – far from it in fact.  One thing Regan didn’t know was that since childhood, Burke had the uncanny ability to turn his head 180 degrees – like that guy on youtube.  Good thing it was past midnight too.  Nobody saw as he struggled to his feet, arighted his ‘noggin and proceeded down M street.

In the window above, Regan’s feral grin turned to rage at the sight of Denning’s miraculous recovery.  “What the fuck?” the demon growled to itself.  “I can tell future and hidden events.  This was not foretold.”  Knowing that Burke would tattle to her mother, the Regan-demon closed the window, locked it and then jumped into bed.  “I’ll just lie if mom asks me anything”, cooed Regan-demon to herself.  “After all, I am – we are – the father of lies. If she gives me shit, I’ll drop a deuce in her bed when she’s out filming her dogshit movie at Georgetown.”   Chuckling demonically, Regan-demon drifted off to sleep with visions of hell dancing in her-it’s head.

When she awoke around 10 a.m. the next morning, Regan-demon was floating about three feet over her bed, her arms outstretched and both hands “giving the finger”.  The naso-gastric tubing caused a lot of boogers so she did a double nose pick with those hands already positioned to do so.  “UMMMMM.  YUMMMMM” cackled the Regan-demon as she-it feasted on snot.  Right at that moment, Karl opened the door and walked in.  He dropped the fresh linen bundle in shock at the sight of floating Regan-demon.  “Drop your socks and grab your c*ck you cunting hun” blurted Regan-demon at Karl in a Dennings-like clipped British accent.  Karl could only stare back – confused.  He wondered, “How could Regan talk like Dennings if Burke was still alive?  Where is that drunk cocksucker anyways?”  Karl doubled over in pain from a hard punch to his stomach.  Regan had deceitfully taken advantage of his confusion and dealt him a body shot that George Foreman himself would be proud of.  

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