He gingerly fingered his wound. They hadn't
- He gingerly fingered his wound. They hadn't done him any real favors, leaving him alive as they did. Although he did have to admit
- that a miracle might happen. Might. With the blood leaking from his wound, he traced the words on the walls of his cell and made the signs. Did the floor rumble? A glow
- and crack erupted from the pentagram etched in the prison floor. "Great Satan?" he inquired. A rabbit popped up munching a carrot. "I knew I made the wrong turn at Albuquerque."
- Strangely the rabbit was wearing a dress and lipstick. Then Satan exploded through the ground next to the hare. The pentagram worked. Bugs looked at Satan and said, "
- "ehhh whats up Doc?" Satan replied "YOU" and a pillar of fire promply launched Bugs into the air while he screamed like a little girl. From the sky Bugs yelled to Satan
- HOLY DIVER, YOU BEEN GONE TO LONG IN THE MIDNIGHT SEA, OH WHAT'S BECOMING OF MEEEEE?!?!?!?!?!?!??!
- I started laying down a face-melting guitar solo. My fingers were bleeding and black smoke started pouring out of both amps. The sound engineer came running out yelling STOP! STOP!
- As the sound engineer said his final STOP! it was already too late. The speakers exploding and from the burning mist appeared a rock and roll force stronger then any could imagine
- and shook the theater enthrallingly to such an extent that the structural beams gave way and the stage collapsed, as well as the walls. I could only stare as the ceiling bore down
- on my painstakingly trained flea circus & crushed it.All those years of effort found their demise in a matchbox carelessly sat upon by Dame Daphny. My cry of anguish went unnoticed
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- 2011-08-20 18:10:13
- Finished
- 2011-08-27 08:04:45
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