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Tuesday, February 17, 2004

normal.


...and the death of cries followed and happened upon the door of ridicule. Hercules took one look at his enemy and threw the disc at him. The disc actually belonged to Adonis, but he was borrowing it for this memorable occasion. The Flower shot himself down. It was rather insane what he did, Norman thought. Wait, take my guns, Bruce. And so they all left. And there was darkness. Shooting. More shooting. There was much shaking and trembling among the women, and the infants began to cry. They thought all of this was just a crazy dream. And it probably was... a crazy dream of one man who conceived it all and realized it.

At the same time, the Violence was shedding tears of remorse on his deathbed. It was quite moving, one might comment, how at the very last minute he changed his mind and decided to nullify his plans to [insert].

God, I am scared.

posted by the stradgirl* on 23:26|