What’s it like to be Abnormal?

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We saw her head. It had become a black hole—a ball of nothingness. If you got too close she’d suck you in to her emptiness and you’d never escape.

In the alternate universe:

The words are bad and worlds abound. In one universe we scream about rape, and in another the universe screams. In this universe the laws of physics are different, and sound possesses the equivalent of perpetual motion. Once started, it bounces around the universe until the end of time. And it works in a vacuum too—in this universe, no one can hear you scream in space because the noise all around is infinitely louder than your voice.

In the pub:

Speaking of sound, it is my mission to make “cough” a dirty word. So filthy that anyone who utters it would immediately be taken out behind the pub and anally abused.

In the kitchen:

She bent sucrose around her finger. She ate muffins straight out of the oven, then bent her lover over the kitchen bench and fucked her with a strap-on. Then she spat on her lover’s arse and told her to “clean up the kitchen, bitch”. She smeared the muffins all over her breasts and pretended that the sweet chocolate smell was shit.

At the gym:

He bench pressed an ant farm until the farm came. The ants spurted out and ran around like dickheads (which is ironic as they are a metaphor for the ant farm’s semen). Then he ate some of the ants, rolling them over his tongue and spitting them back into the face of his personal trainer.