Thursday, April 19, 2007

Pyranoa

Pyranoa has a habit of creeping up behind you and grasping your neck in his huge hands. You feel his fingertips find your jugular and start to squeeze. You reflexively draw a breath and then can no longer breathe. You struggle. He grips harder. You turn blue. He let's go, laughs heartily, slaps you on the back. walks away. You mutter a curse.

1 comment:

  1. I wouldn't mind introducing him to some people I know...lol
    NIce patina btw.

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