More Fun With Tito

Last year there was a time where I had been sick and bored and stuck in bed. So I decided to do the most fun thing I could think of: Torture Tito. I had seen the exorcism of Emily Rose the night before, which arouse a multitude of fabulous malicious ideas. 


“Sophia have you seen my notebook?” He asked. 


“I think it’s in here” I replied with a smile. 


“Here it…” *cough cough, stop breathing*


“Sophia… are you ok” I slowly turn and tilt my head “One, two, three, four, five, six. One, two, three, four, five, six, I am Lucifer, the Devil in the flesh!” I said impersonating Emily Rose the best I could. 


“Sophia, what are you doing…, stop messing with me” 


“Hahahahaha she’s gone!” This was becoming a great success. 


“What are you doing! Stop!” he said. 


I exhaled loudly while giving an evil looking smile


“Ave Maria Purisima!” he said. 


Exhale louder and choke a bit “Your prayers will not help you!” 


“Ave Maria Purisima! Ave Maria Purisima! Ave Maria Purisima!” 


There was some more chocking, “Lucifer, Cain, Nero, Judas, Legion, Belial!” His face was priceless by now as he recited the Lord’s Prayer. 


I gave one last strong exhale “No!” I said at I fainted across my pillows. 


He ran up “Sophia!” I gave one last exhale before laughing my ass off (excuse the French). He then proceeded to tell my mom which lead to serious consequence. Where did the Jose Garcia in her go anyway?