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As the zombie was getting closer and I was

  • As the zombie was getting closer and I was getting even more pressed against the window on the 23rd floor of the 30 floor building I
  • et it all behind me, I didn't care anymore, everybody will die. I jumped from the window, two seconds of fresh cutting air crossed my cheeks before I
  • realize I could fly! Of course I could fly, it made sense since I was pidgeon, but I must have forgotten because when I jumped I pooped in something. Looking down I realized it was
  • a lime green Cabriolet convertible driven by a chap with 3 consecutively popped collars and a bad hairplug job. My fresh pigeon shat had glanced off his shoulder and splattered
  • in his Guava Lava smoothie. My pigeon senses were tingling; I was suddenly aware of all those old ladies on park benches with stale Sara Lee. One of them beckoned me, so I flew
  • down to peck the stale crusts. That's when one of those grey squirrels started to muscle into my territory. "Yo, take yer pigin flunkies an' dangle! See?" he chittered. I squaked,
  • because I'd been turned into a parrot by a witch named Tilly. The squirrel was actually a cab driver from Philly who'd eaten a bad cheese steak and morphed into
  • Mickey Mouse. But then the witch took pity on him, hence the squirrel appearance. It did make it difficult to drive his cab however. I got rather tired of my own Polly wants a
  • hedron. Get it? Poly .. hedron? hehehe.. ehem Right then I'll get back my story: After losing the job on the Bullwinkle show Rocky jobbed as a cabbie & asked for nuts as fare
  • , but started running numbers and then got involved in squirrel prostitution. Rocky the Flying Squirrel no longer had to work for his nuts. They were working for HIM.
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2011-04-23 19:58:12
Finished
2012-02-22 18:59:32

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    SlimWhitman Feb 23 2012 @ 04:52

    Nice ending Jaw!

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