
Well I stride like a snake glides, like a damned ride on the ghost train.
maybe it's all in my brain, maybe it's just the strain. Yodeling relieves my pain but when I stop it comes back again.


You decide to check out an audio podcast, surfing around through the choices before finally settling on the one entitled "How to die by no apparent reason during the course of this podcast". Sounds entertaining.
___________________________________________________You fall asleep while listening to it. Then you die.
Savory memories of the end times festival. Where all the midgets where lined up and shot. Where the bands throw drugs into the seething masses. See through skirts don't hide Women's asses. Deep fried severed toes at the snack depot.

All curled against the world our furl unflagged. The Kevlar owl hands me a towel. It's a friendly fowl.
