Or, if you want a pretentious and artsy title: "Breaking Out Of The Prison Of Normality." I live in New York, so, y'know, feel free to picture this. If it helps. So, Halloween is the best Holiday ever, right? Right! ALL DISSENTERS REPORT TO THE GAS OVENS! Halloween is great for a number of reasons, most of which I don't have to tell you. One of them, though, doesn't get mentioned often enough, and I thought I'd pass it along here should anyone come across it. Tell me: if you pass by a guy on the street, exactly how much thought do you give him? If he's not doing anything particularly weird or dressed unusually you probably just walk by, right? Right. But what about Halloween? You walk by somebody dressed as a character you recognize, what do you do? This. You do this. I saw, this Halloween, a pair of parents with three kids - Mom was Alex Delarge, Dad was Jason. The kids were Mike Myers, Freddy Krueger and the baby had a Hannibal L...
The Guards, searching the premises, wondered what was upsetting the animals so much. They’d never before been this vocal; forget about loud enough to be heard outside the buildings. The first group to figure out what was happening, sadly, wasn’t the one that had any of Shuker’s lethal weaponry. It was a trio of guards, all with tranquilizer guns, who came across the tribe of Sasquatches, marching down a trail out of the woods. One of the guards, stupid enough to assume he could successfully hit a moving target’s head in barely any early-morning light, fired and hit a tree. Alerted, the alpha male – a towering, gargantuan monster of dark, black color and very poor disposition, lunged for them. One of the guards was seized, his arm still connected but the bone wrenched from the socket. He was lifted up and hurled into a nearby tree, where his vertebrae shattered and one of his shoulders dislodged. When he fell eight feet to the ground, both of the female Wood Apes de...
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