[ WP ] A tragic story written in a comedic way .

Brilliant. Bloody Brilliant. First my nan goes and dies, and next people are telling me that I did it?! What's next? It turns out to be some conspiracy or something? 
 
 I really dug myself into that one, did n't I? 
 
 It's a shame my nan died. She always made the shittest tea. Now she's up there serving shitty tea to Jesus and Tupac, while I have to sit here being served really fucking good tea by policemen that think I killed her. They're doing that stereotypical good cop/bad cop cliche from all the movies. `` Look. You're gon na tell us what we want to know, or else you'll hope that you did!'' One said, with the fury of a man being told to be intimidating but ultimately failing. 
 `` Look, we do n't want to hurt you. Here, drink some of this,'Reerly Fockengood'' tea to calm your nerves and just speak when you're ready, okay?'' 
 Both good cop and bad received the same monotone answer: `` I wo n't say anything until my lawyer gets here''. 
 And I would have stayed true to my word too, if those three guys with black robes and red masks had n't broken in and shot up the place. Good cop? In heaven. Bad cop? In hell. Really fucking good Reerly Fockengood tea? Spilt all over the bloody carpet. 
 In synchronised robotic voices they chanted `` You killed her. You must be obliterated''. 
 I really should n't have drunk my nan's shitty tea.
