The charred earthen birm circled the sacrifice

moaned gibberish from a corner of the room - nothing out of the ordinary there. The light of the pyre shined upon Suzanne Sommers, who was busy

digging up the corpse of Don Knotts. She'd taken a course in necromancy from the Learning Annex, and she wanted to revive someone who could help her career. But his head was gone

most likely in a cryogenic facility, locked up behind an iron curtain. "Damn it!" she said. How will I ever become a

Centipede if I can't get my Pede Centered? DNA mutation was critical to the centering process. Three other attempts had only moved her pede farther and farther to starboard. Naval

Ordinance permanently put her Pede off center. The German sub surfaced and Commander Herbergsvater surveyed the damage. "Sehr gute Arbeit Niedaneben". The Pedopod was destroyed

and with it their slew of My Little Pony wood carvings. "We cannot subsist without someone to scorn!" one of the pedopod's officers screamed in German, but their ship was no more.

My Little Ponies to them, their ship to me. Stand off Ultima Maxima! Only, they destroyed my property, so I wasn't gonna by nice to them either. The German pedopods tried to stare

me down, but I had to merely show them the handle of my sword to force them to scatter away, leaving the road open to my warriors. now all that was left was the victory that had

eluded me for so long. Man, the things a guy had to do to get through baggage claim In ATL. Sheesh!