It is said that Picasso, with his last breath,

It is said that Picasso, with his last breath, whispered, "Modigliani." Likewise would SlimWhitman expire, issuing the name of his mortal fold nemesis. "MoralEnd..."

Lucielucie would stutter, "PurpleProf," with her last breath. 49erFaithful would cry, "Chaz!" with his. Playing FS fantasy carnage involves populating a landscape of empty graves

with the cybersouls of your competitors. The rules aren't written down anywhere - that would be too easy. But FS fantasy carnage is a gruesome affair. NixonBlack claimed sundancer

's Tito Puente records when Sundancer died, being digested over 1,000 years in the Sarlaac's stomach. Now that NixonBlack had the albums he could finally do that thing that he

had promised his maternal unit on her recycle slab down in the nether regions of the Death Star 37 yearcycles ago. He would get his hair cut and give up the last of his humanity.

Getting his haircut did the trick, because he had human hair genetically implanted into his scalp. The donor was a woman named Henny Benrietta Stinkpuckler. She got the little hair

s from her chin wart surgically removed, and donated them to The Society for Fewer Bald People. He admored his new head of hair, little knowing it was from Ms. Stinkpuckler's wart.

O cabelo era liso, preto, um tanto enferrujado. Libertava um odor de ferrugem, ferrugem esta que, por possibilidade, seria o demónio da Stinkpuckler, agora, presente na sua alma.

Tarde demais, Stukpuckler descobre que minha alma pertence a um demônio mais poderoso. Um além da possibilidade ou fato. Este tempo em torno do fedorento foi um gerente de uma melh

laboratório no ponderosa ou no alto capital. Nunca se soube onde. O Bonanza era outro lugar triste que ele poderia fazer uma loja. A agregenment de um cavalheiro ficou azedado. Ni.