"Depersonalized Necrophobia" by Neo Nazi, April 2012

Disclaimer: All characters presented here are product of fiction. Any resemblances to real characters are of a pure coincidence. No intention was made to insult anyone for any reason.

AN: This story is an act of fiction. No one should attempt to act in the same manner as described.

AN2: None.

Summary: The Germans had placed the police force under their direct control, it was the police that provided the Germans with lists of information and addresses of Jews that were supposed to be police commissaries made it clear to the cop on the street that if he knew what was good for him he'd better comply.

Depersonalized Necrophobia

While enjoying mud bath as a detox therapy, Ed Boyce was explaining to Sue Drysdale what his grandfather used to say over and over again.

"Butchering a kike takes commitment." Sue felt suddenly cold. "While not a hard process, it is messy, smelly, and can be time consuming. It is best done outdoors, unless you want your house to smell like raw kike." He stared at Sue through half-closed eye lids. "And everything a kike eats for that matter."

They listened to the harp sounds, incest filling up the surrounding air slowly as it burned incessantly.

"It doesn't require a lot of special equipment, but if you have many of kikes to butcher …", he checked on Sue with a grin, some mud getting into his eyes slowly, "… I recommend making some investments."

Someone imitated opera singing in one of the neighboring rooms.

"My grandparents plus one friend part of the time, did 100 kikes over three easy days, and calculated, with the help of certain equipment and our combined experience, that each jinx took a total of 10 minutes from kike house to freezer." Sue suddenly realized that perhaps it was not such a good idea to accept Ed's proposal of detox therapy. "Without the special equipment, the time could easily have been doubled." Ed tilted his head back, placing a warm, scented towel over his face and closing his eyes, enjoying warm mud on his body. "If you have just a few kikes, any picnic or kitchen table, kitchen knife, clean sink, and large pot of hot water will do." There was a sound of water dripping somewhere. "If you are cutting your kikes into pieces, you'll want to have ready a baking oven or large tub to set the pieces in, as well as something leak-proof in which to put the guts and other waste."

Sue was not one hundred percent sure what exactly Ed meant by the word "kike". Visions in her confused head were simply way too … horrible to say at least.