this is why i don't go outside
Day Two:
Still no running. I don't care what's coming after me. If I can't powerwalk to safety then I've made peace with the idea that I shall be strolling into savagery.
At least that's what I thought I would be happy with until the nibbling started. Yes it tickled at first and yes I may have let out a little giggle but oh no no no that did not last and then the kicking started. The rampaging flurry of feet into the face of a monstrous being so hideous you would defile your own undergarments at the mere thought of it. I know I did. Not...did not. There was no defilement of any kind that made the beastie gag as it choked on my pants.
Still didn't stop it. The pointy toothed basta...um....swine. But for fu....ahem...goodness sake did it have to eat the...the you know...and then the other one after that. I hope it give him the runs so terrible his arse will be a flaming torrent of which hot lava and prickly bits so sharp it's like he swallowed a petrified porcupine.
Though he did stop at the heart. Should have seen his face trying to chew it. Not sure if it was the bitterness or it was just too stony and hard. Sure a tooth fell out on that last big bite.
So here I am. Stuck here. In the dark. In the cold.
But knowing now what I now know and had I knowingly known what I know now now know. Buggered if I'd have been running even then.
this is why i don't go outside
Day Two:
Still no running. I don't care what's coming after me. If I can't powerwalk to safety then I've made peace with the idea that I shall be strolling into savagery.
At least that's what I thought I would be happy with until the nibbling started. Yes it tickled at first and yes I may have let out a little giggle but oh no no no that did not last and then the kicking started. The rampaging flurry of feet into the face of a monstrous being so hideous you would defile your own undergarments at the mere thought of it. I know I did. Not...did not. There was no defilement of any kind that made the beastie gag as it choked on my pants.
Still didn't stop it. The pointy toothed basta...um....swine. But for fu....ahem...goodness sake did it have to eat the...the you know...and then the other one after that. I hope it give him the runs so terrible his arse will be a flaming torrent of which hot lava and prickly bits so sharp it's like he swallowed a petrified porcupine.
Though he did stop at the heart. Should have seen his face trying to chew it. Not sure if it was the bitterness or it was just too stony and hard. Sure a tooth fell out on that last big bite.
So here I am. Stuck here. In the dark. In the cold.
But knowing now what I now know and had I knowingly known what I know now now know. Buggered if I'd have been running even then.