Fonzie Fell? (PM1v)
He came back to the station early one
day to find Fonzie still there,
he was fucking around with his
chair. He pretended not to notice
him and passed into the next
aisle, hoping to avoid any
kind of conversation or worse,
confrontation.
The next day Fonzie was there as
usual, but he was very quiet,
even for him.
He ignored him and began his
morning sort.
After the coffee truck left, Fonzie
was sitting in his chair,
eating a hot dog.
Suddenly there was a crash,
mail and processed pork flew
by him and hit the floor beside
his desk.
Fonzie was on the floor,
moaning and making a funny
noise,
like an albatross getting
fucked by a goat. Fonzie got
up shakily and went to Ted.
"Help me walk outside," he said
to the poor bystander.
Ted helped him hobble out
the door, and he returned
fifteen minutes later,
still limping.
He left.
Days later he was asked if he
witnessed the fall,
he said he didn't but he
wouldn't offer any details about
what he had seen the day before,
Fonzie fucking with his chair.
He was of work for two months,
and modified duties for two
years.
He really hated Fonzie, but he
could never bring himself to
instigate his downfall.
Fonzie even called the cops on
him one day;
Hero-fucking sandwich.
MCC
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