"That's all that's left," the Huntress sighed,

"That's all that's left," the Huntress sighed, smearing the blood on her blade on the Beowolf's fur. She turned to her team, saying, "We should head back before it gets too dark."
They quit the forest and followed the whale road under watery Danish skies, dragging the hairy body on a bier. At the foot of the dragon's tower, the Huntress laid Beowulf down
"Yeo bey warneyd, ayle knock the scales off you sorry worm, for slaying mye betrothed!" The crafty dragon didn't like being called a worm or threatened by womynfolk or anyother &
naught nohowe.' "Stop talking like that, Grandpa! I can't understand the story," said Timmy. His grandpa Joe had puffed up his cheeks like a dragon preparing to smoke out a village
of Village People. Grandpa Joe was homophobic & felt it was his duty to teach Timmy the truth about it. "Damn gays," he snarled, blowing smoke through the doors of the YMCA. Timmy
threw down his copy of "Knocked Up & Milky" and rolled up his sleeves. This was the last time that clogged toilet was going to make a fool of him. Four hours and 13 screws later
I had cursed Ikea back to the stoneages. He decided to live off the grid. So off the grid that he stopped wearing clothes.
He fell head first into a beehive and got stung from head to toe. Hungry, he picked the stingers out and ate them one by one. Living as a disgruntled and naked hermit was proving
to be a very pleasurable lifestyle. Well, he had food, he had shelter, he had an immense lack of pants. Life was great! That was before Ennis and Jack showed up.
Ennis grabbed his burrito and Jack pushed him out of the lean-to. He closed his eyes, smiled, and followed the sun. Without pants, he had true freedom.

Started: 2014-09-07 23:30:29
Finished: 2014-12-10 22:17:31

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