An EMS Halloween
“Die, you son of a bitch!” the elderly woman screamed as she raised her walker and threw it, just barely missing his head.
“It’s a costume!” Eric snapped, wondering how he’d ended up in this situation.
“He’s an evil little bastard!” she yelled, looking around for something else to throw at them.
“He’s a thirty-year old man!” Eric shot back as he glared down at the dumb, short bastard that had decided that dressing like Chucky and going around scaring the shit out of everyone in the neighborhood was a good… Read More