I told him if this shaking is going to be permanent I’m starting a stand up routine. If people are going to laugh at me the bastards can pay for the...privilege. I’m thinking of calling it the either the “Fuck You, I’ve Got Weed” Or “If It Involves Titties I’m In” Tour.I freaked myself out. I misplaced my left hand. When the jerking starts it typically starts with small movements in my arms or hands. I felt some of the fingers of my left hand moving, but I wasn’t moving them so I looked at it. It. Shewas a bit older than Sam, and was the assistant manager for the store,and took a motherly liking to this younger man who was always attentiveto anything she had to offer. Sara was a demanding woman, and as aresult, not many were fond of her, but to Sam, this was not an issue.Sara was not a beauty queen either, and again to Sam, this would neverbe an issue as any woman that paid attention to him was not to beignored.By the time Sam turned 25, he was married to Sara, not that he poppedthe. I wasnt going to eat this guy, because then he would die in a euphoric bliss, and I wanted him to suffer. So instead of biting him, I made sure I had a solid grip on his windpipe, and PULLED. There was a wet tearing sound and the entire front half of his neck came away in my hand. The guy fell over and started flopping around on the ground like a fish out of water, and I could tell that if I werent currently holding his voice box in my clenched fist he would be screaming. Loud. Blood fountained. "Ginny, please don't cry!" I whispered.You're moving away, and I'll never see you again!" she sobbed."No!" I said. "I'm sure that's not what Mom meant!" Well what did she mean then?" she blubbered into my neck."I don't know!" I said, "Mom caught Dad and I both by surprise just like the rest of you. Neither of us have a clue what she's talking about!" Really?" she sniffled, looking up at me with those cartoon-soft, teary eyes."Yes, Blossom. Lets go back inside and find out what she really meant..