The Man With A Long Chin's Diary

 

The Modern Prometheus

13/1/98

13 January 1998 - THE MODERN PROMETHEUS

I'm determined to have my non-reanimated stitched-together creature accepted by society at large. To this end I took him to the supermarket last night, but the manager threw me out shouting that my "sack of rotting meat was upsetting customers".

I explained that it wasn't a sack of meat, but my newly-created companion, but he wasn't having any of it. When I jammed his shop doors open and burst a sack of concrete in his lobby, he just went and called the police.


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