Phew....another week of work done....another week of it is sure to come....
Benson hopelessly sighed as he sat down at the bar. First thing he saw was the bartender looking at him.
"A bottle of lite, that's all." The bartender nodded and walked away, chuckling at how lightly the bubblegum man likes to drink.
Even though it was Friday and the week was over, there was just no smile on Benson's face whatsoever.
My life has absolutely no point. It's all the same jazz. I'm just gonna go back to my crappy apartment, watch some crappy TV, then find out that it's gonna be Monday the next day and go to sleep. Then the rut begins all over again..
After everyone was done telling their 'spooky' stories, Mordecai was relaxing on the couch, cuddling up in a warm blanket watching cartoons. He looked out the window and watched the heavy rain fall from the early evening sky and the wind causing the trees to dance along.
Mordecai calmly smiled. I'm so glad I'm not one of those wet suckers trick-or-treating..
"Agh! My life sucks!" Rigby said as he walked into the living room pouting.
"Pft, what else is new?" Mordecai said, grinning.
"Dude, this is serious! There's no ice cream in the freezer and I got a sweet tooth, see?" He showed his small but sharp teeth to Mordecai.
"Well, find someth