{"id":18077,"date":"2023-07-06T17:16:33","date_gmt":"2023-07-06T21:16:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/?p=18077"},"modified":"2023-07-06T17:16:33","modified_gmt":"2023-07-06T21:16:33","slug":"stories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/fiction\/stories\/","title":{"rendered":"Stories"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5>STRICT PARENTS<\/h5>\n<p>I walked into the ninja themed store at the shops and the two young men who worked there tossed ninja shuriken stars back and forth like frisbees.<\/p>\n<p>One boy carelessly tossed a star, missed the target, and injured a customer in the leg.<\/p>\n<p>This brought disgrace to the boy and to his family too.<\/p>\n<p>The following day, to make amends, the boy\u2019s parents brought him back to the shop, cut into pieces with his body parts in boxes.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h5>KILLNG THE FOUNDING FATHERS<\/h5>\n<p>Reymundo and I left the mall and walked down the marble steps.<\/p>\n<p>It was as if we were at the US Capitol Building when wraith-like stone sculptures of the Founding Fathers suddenly came to life and impeded our way.<\/p>\n<p>Thankfully, Reymundo and I both carried military grade assault rifles and we shot them all down.<\/p>\n<p>Even though the Founding Fathers were ghosts and made of stone they still bled\u2014their remains now a bloody rubble.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h5>OLD TESTAMENT<\/h5>\n<p>A man spoke to his two sons.<\/p>\n<p>The father was Old Testament stern\u2014severe like Deuteronomy (21:18-21).<\/p>\n<p>He favored the younger son, a charming boy loved by all. The elder, a rebellious teenager, ran with a crew, huffed glue, and drank tall cans. King Cobra.<\/p>\n<p>The younger son died and on the day of the burial, the surviving son\u2019s face was flushed red from tears and drink.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt should have been you that died,\u201d his dad told him.<\/p>\n<p>The words didn\u2019t surprise yet they pierced the boy\u2014down to his marrow.<\/p>\n<p>The father then gestured toward a man in uniform who stood at the top of a steep hill, and I considered whether this was the undertaker or the gravedigger.<\/p>\n<p>My heart hit the ground when I finally realized: my father intended to bury both his sons on the same day.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h5>CAKE FOR DOGS<\/h5>\n<p>We were at my friend\u2019s house, shooting paintball when my mom barged into the backyard.<\/p>\n<p>She stood there looking all snooty and said, \u201cYou deserve a visit from your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I was embarrassed in front of all my friends and all I could think to say was \u201cYeah, maybe I do.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI brought you some cake,\u201d my mom said as she held out a plate with a thick slice of yellow cake and chocolate frosting on top.<\/p>\n<p>She then set the cake on the ground and my friend\u2019s three German Shepherds rushed towards it in a blur.<\/p>\n<p>I did what I could to keep the beasts away, but I eventually gave up.<\/p>\n<p>Bewildered by her cruelty, my friends and I looked on as the dogs ate my cake.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>She set the cake on the ground and my friend\u2019s three German Shepherds rushed towards it in a blur. 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