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by Dreamer » Mon Apr 12, 2004 7:29 pm
The roaches in Florida were always a trip.
They frickin' fly.
I mean, WTF?
WTH is up with these creatures, man?
God can be one effed up mother effer.
"I have a new game. Just for fun, let's try to come up with the scariest, fugliest, goddamn wicked creatures you can imagine.
"No no, don't worry about how many legs you want it to have
"Nope fangs can go on anything in this game, anything at all! Just have fun!
"No, of course I won't actually put them on EARTH. That would be sick!"
one week later
"Uh, God, have you seen that list of freaky things we made up? Iw ant to show it to Murry on third shift."
"Oh sure, I put it in the 'out' pile."
"Um, you mean THIS pile?"
"oops..."
My sig would have contained the secret of life, but I'd already clicked submit.