"All right, all right, all right. I'm gonna

"All right, all right, all right. I'm gonna run into one today. I ain't lying. I feel it in my bones, baby. Gonna give one a ride. . .deep. . .far into the October night!"

Maybe it was a coincidence,but in retrospect, it seems my words served more as an incantation, because 10 minutes later, Wanda pulled up on her big black motorcycle, gunning for me

with the old two stroke, as a signal. It growled like a great beast, even through the walls of the house. I slipped out back. Wanda signaled & I got on without looking back.

"What we riding, a horse?" I asked Wanda. "Not exactly." A great mewling noise broke the stilness, & the patter of running feet- & the flame exhaling beast took off. Wait.. "A d-dr

d-dr ... dr ... d ... " I stuttered. "Yes," said Wanda. "A dragon." She slapped the right side of the dragon. The dragon responded by turning to the right. I held onto Wanda and

Wanda flew us both out through the eye of the hurricane on the dragon's back. Over the slate blue clouds of the storm we sailed, searching for some sign of land. It seemed like the

hurricane has washed away most of the identifiable landmarks so I couldn't figure out exactly were we where. Suddenly there was a loud roar that didn't come from the hurricane. we

We stood and watched it approach, then went back in our bunghole, where we watched the telly news to find out just where we were. How did we end up in Florida? We didn't know

it defended itself by emitting an echo chamber around it's attacker. The attacker, already in a heightened state, would echo stress back at itself to the point of catatonia. Bungho

lio, Beavis’s alter-ego, walked with arms lifted like goalposts desperately trying to finish the story. “Are you threatening me?” he asked everyone, who invariably answered “Yes."