I Hate Laughter

I hate laughter.

Yeah, it's kind of odd and... well, a bit disturbing, but there's a reason for it.

You see, I was a very famous inventor. I made all kinds of neat gadgets and gizmos, some that would end world hunger, disaster, suffering, pain, terror, and even perform the impossible sometimes.

To get straight to the point, I made a lazer that would enlarge and shrink things. It was amazing in my opinion and I even won an award for it. But, as soon my full name was read, I gave all of it up. I went mad when I saw that people... NO! These monsters making fun of my name.

"FUCK THEM ALL! THEY DON'T DESERVE THE WONDERFUL THINGS I DO FOR THEM! THEY DESERVE TO BURN IN HELL!" my thoughts growled.

"YOU DON'T DESERVE ANYTHING I MAKE FOR YOU, PATHETIC HUMAN BEINGS!" I said to the crowd. "IN FACT, JUST FUCKING MAKE YOUR OWN SHRINKING AND ENLARGEMENT RAY!"

I then took out a lazer gun and shoot the person who gave me the award. Crimson red blood covering me, like a psychopathic murderer.

They retrained and cuffed me.

Wait...

No...

No!

NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!

I'M NOT A BAD MAN!

I HATE YOU ALL!

I HATE GEORGE BEARD AND HAROLD HUTCHINS!

I HATE THAT STUPID FUCK, CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS!

MY NAME IS PROFESSOR PIPPY PEE-PEE POOPYPANTS!

LAUGH ALL YOU FUCKING WANT, YOU DEGENERATE MONSTERS!

I HATE LAUGHTER!