funky station

Timmy's eyes stare in the same stupid, blank stare as they always do. He picks his familiar x-mas crown out of his eyes and whips his nose with the back of his hand. His smile grows to fill an unreasonable proportion of his face. He speaks softly in a voice both nasally and squeaky.

"I unno, people ...

Timmy Tuesday is a failed clone that mutated early in development causing growth in his body faster than in his brain, after initially being stored in an examination room to judge his viability he would soon hear a commotion outside where he miraculously defeated a loose carp with a nearby crowbar ...