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The Swamp Thing hated, I mean with livid

  • The Swamp Thing hated, I mean with livid heat, hated Zydeco music. In fact, once someone showed him an accordion and
  • the ensuing mayhem nearly cost him his spot at the "Cajan Cousins=Brothers Home for Neglected Subhumanoids"He was forced to attend an anger management seminar with Hulk,Frankenstei
  • n Jr. & unfamiliar faces including that one transplant dude from Supernatural. The group was hosted by a keenly groomed wolfman, who surprised him as a pretty motivational speaker.
  • The way that the wolf man motivated the group was old-fashioned but effective. He dragged the person next to him out of his chair and bit his neck in two. He felt so motivated that
  • He brought in wolf's hunger pizzas from Dante's. It was delivered instead of going to hell. These pizzas had three meats with onions and garlic. The wolfman had a craving for some
  • thick meat, but I deflected his greedy paws from my pizza. The wolfman looked sad so I tossed him a slice, and off he went to deliver more pizzas from hell. The tendrils of cheese
  • dragging behind his disfigured body like a spiderweb. He was very happy indeed.
  • "Why..." How do you end up like this? I carried him all the way to the next block, and throw him into a trash can.
  • His eyes glassed as he beheld me, hands reaching for me with infantile strength, wounded dog want. The faintest whine, "why not?" Then I closed the lid on him, beloved lad, before
  • the spitting would come, before the sickness, before the blood and before the maggots. I closed the lid on death. But death would not forget about me.

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