The hurricane caused untold destruction just

The hurricane caused untold destruction just outside Nellis Air Force Base in Nevada. Heavy rain driven by gale-force winds combined with the desert sands creating
natural sand blasted scupltures with bizarre forms. Monument Valley was nothing compared to it and the Airforce had soon leased the land to a developer from Vegas who
had a penchant for Stetsons, bootlace ties and unfiltered cigarettes. Having turned his back on Sin City when the last of his chips had literally come down, he dreamed of a life of
solitude where he could roam free without a Starbuck's in sight. He canceled his subscription to Netflix, Facebook, and WoW. He looked at FoldingSTORY, maybe that went to far,
but he moved to delete that account as well. As his cursor moved over the link, he felt a shadow fall over him. Looking up, a giant, fiery white, pixelly arrow hovered above
his head. He moved the mouse slightly to the right, and the mysterious arrow above him followed suit. Someone knocked at the door, and he flinched. The massive arrow flew backward
somersaults and spun around the bell tower, ricocheted off a big fat hen's beak, spiraled through a tuba and struck the target in the bull's eye. That crazy Robin Hood had
at least some notion of quality versus quantity in mind.
But do they not say that quantity has a quality all of its own? He was but one man, while we were 2 billion, 321 million, four thousand and fifteen. How could he stop us? Well,
once I shoot Lenny in the back of the head for screwing my sister in high school, we will be 2 billion, 321 million, four thousand and fourteen. Could make a difference.

Started: 2011-04-24 11:38:51
Finished: 2011-07-15 01:48:58

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