And then, at the best possible moment. It happened. Again.
Donald gazed at Mickey.
It was impossible to resist this time. Like a unicorn Donald was pulled towards Mickey. It was a like interdiction in a war. It was a like a spike bayonet piercing through His heart. (and other lower regions of the body) It was a like magnets.
There was No resisting. No mercy. No Pants. No longer anything else mattered.
Afterwards (when they had finished cleaning their bits)they looked at eachother as if for the first time and had a cigarette.
But they knew they must leave.
They didn’t want anyone to see.
Their forbidden love must remain hidden for now. Perhaps forever.
Donald took one last look at Mickey.
“Goodbye my snuggly one”
“Love you too, my one and only Donald”
And then they departed as Donald welcomed Death’s sweet embrace.
See that little square under our school seal? Some of my colleagues thought it could scan their fingerprints. Fun times.
Although bio-metric scanning touch display technology is just within consumer reach, our interface, while successfully intuitive, does it’s job but lacks the software to perform such a futuristic feat.