"What?"Carmen yelled not seeing the hammer as she was bent over. She looked up and seen the hammer protruding from the wall. She looked at with a puzzled look."This wasn't always here was it?"

Cody laughed and moved inside the house off the very unstable deck. "Nope." He said matter-of-factly.

"If I would have been standing..." She grabbed the hammed that was about eye leave with her and started to pull it. "psycho much?"She asked as Cody shrugged.

"Your the one that told me to rip up the deck."

"You're the one that listened."She laughed.

"What was I suppose to do disobey and get cut off for a week." Cody smiled.

Carmen started to walk up the wall holding the hammer and putting all her weight onto it."I didn't expcect...."She started to bounce her butt up and down prying the hammer harder."You too..."Suddenly the hammer let go and flew past a ducking Carson, smashed the window and flew out into the street, slacking a kid on a back in the helmet and knocking him into a garbage can.

"Nice shot."Cody replied as he admired her work outside.

“Shut up.”She replied with a smirk.

“No really that was a good shot.” Cody chuckled. “missed me completely but took Billy clean off his bike.”

Carmen suddenly elbowed him in the stomach. “Didn’t miss you that time, now did I?”

Cody chuckled. “Damn this mosquitoes are biting harder this year.” he laughed at the look on his wife’s face then got an evil grin on his own. She shook her head and he only chuckled as he bent down and stuck his fingers in the paint can and quickly rose up and wiped it on her face. “That will teach ye..” he didn’t finish as Carmen wiped a hand covered thing of pain on his face.

“Sorry hun, I slipped.”She chuckled. Cody then bent down and picked up the paint can. “Don’t even…” Cody suddenly through the pant at her and she was now covers.

Cody smiled at his work. “He he.” He gleamed.

Carmen nodded. “You got me.” She said and bowed her head.

Cody turned with his arms in the air. “I am the winner. I am the king of the….OHHHHHHH!!!!” Cody yelled as Carmen nipped the back of his scrotum sac with a pair of needle nose pliers.

“Who’s the winner?” She asked with a smile.

Cody sighed. “You are.”

Carmen smiled and turned around “Thank you.”

As she bent down to grab something out of the tool box Cody brought his hand back to slap her tight ass. But as he took a step he slipped and fell flat on his face, sliding in front of his daughter. He smiled at her and puckered his lips to her in the car seat. She then whacked him on the top of the head with the rattle and Cody fell down acting hurt. She giggled and yelled and Cody just laughed as did Carmen.

Match Talk I

So it would seem that my opponent this week would like to play some hardball with me.

Sure why not?

You have to fight be legally? No you don’t I have been in plenty of fist fights and not gotten caught. So you really think that anyone here give to shits if anything is legal. You want something to be legal, name it. I don’t care what it is. You want your boy toy Shane Clemmen’s to be at ring side and to be involved him this match? Go for it, bring him on. I don’t care who or what you bring to the table, I just know that I will always be better then you.

Even on your best damn day, you still aren’t even in my league.

Go ahead shout off about having a hard life, pull the “I just want to fight” card up one more time. I mean how many fucking times do you have to repeat that.

We understood the first fucking time you said it.

Blah Blah Blah, I want to fight… Blah Blah Blah… I want to fight. Honestly you are getting boring. Its kinda funny how had you try to get something that might just hurt me. Calling me your bitch? Ha, that’s comedy. I Will never be anyone bitch again. So with that, go beat up another goth girl, take her money, by yourself a cheeseburger, eat it, puke it up, then we will start is all over again. Ok?

Dos./

The warm water washed over his body and make everything seem at peace. With the warm water beating down on his head he was finally calm. His body ached, and his eyes strained to stay open. How long had it been since he had, had a good night sleep? He reached down and turn off the shower. As he stepped out of the shower onto the warm towel under his feet he smiled at Carmen. She was brushing her teeth with the blue toothbrush he had bought her.“How was the shower?” She asked with a smile.

Cody smiled.“Nice.”

She smiled again then rinsed. She turn and gave him a peck on the lips then took off into the bedroom. Cody watched her go in she green short shorts, then turned his attention to the mirror.“Who are you?” he asked himself. He shook his head and then started to brush his teeth.

A few minutes later Cody walked out of the bathroom. Carmen, who had a long day of modeling ahead of her tomorrow was already fast asleep. Cody looked at her soft little body under the covers. He slowly crawled into bed and rested his hands behind his head. His dreams had been haunting him and he did not know why. Every time he closed his eyes and rested his brain for a minute, his dreams haunted him. Every time it was the same Someone close to him dieing but he never got close enough to see who it was. Maybe this night the dreams would not come. He could only hope. As he closed his eyes, his mind started to enter the dream again.

Match Talk II

“I am the only person I can trust…” Hmm, seems kinda funny that you trust Shane Clemmen’s enough to almost start making out with him. You know in your heart that you wanted him to just rip your clothes off and fuck you right there in that ally.

Pathetic.

Well, maybe it isn’t that pathetic, I mean you do live on the street, why not fuck on the street too? So what’s the deal with you and Mr. Clemmen’s? Is he jumping your bones or not? Well It doesn’t seem like it because you seem to be really up tight about it.

Oh, I get it you want him to jump your bones but he won’t. Is that it? That is it isn’t it? Well smack my ass and call me charley, we got a fucking soap opera in the RWA.

These Are the days of our lives…

On today’s episode, Killadagh and Shane Clemmens continue their endless fight with wanting to fuck each other. “No I don‘t think so…” “I know its confusing eh?” Blah Blah Blah. Just shut the fuck up and do it already so that everyone else can get on with their lives instead of having to listen and, painfully watch that shit.

You talk about not having fear or anything because you have seen it all eh? Well girly, I see fear in you that even you don’t want to admit you. You are afraid of Shane. You are so scared that he will reject you that you hide behind the hatred of the world and claim to fear nothing. You FEAR love.

It’s Like Romeo and Juliet.

You play coy with him until finally he gives up and kills himself only for you to find out that it was all your fucking fault, then in turn you kill yourself and the world goes on. See, the world isn’t going to stop when you die. The world isn’t going to even blink an eye. You and Clemmen’s mean nothing. Your relationship is taking up my air time and for no better reason then for him to push you away, time and time again.

You tell me to pay fucking attention eh? Well maybe you should start looking at the aspects of your own life and relies that you are fucked. You are screwed beyond believe and you are to fucking pig headed to see it. So little Car bombing garbage picker, here’s what you should do. Go make yourself a bleach bowl cereal, eat it and die. Put an end to all your needless bitching and moaning. Put and end to all your pain with Clemmen’s, just end it all.

Bet you’re wishing the hit man would have killed you with your parents eh?

Sincerely,

The legacy…