The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Well, You Just Wouldn't Believe Me.

I'll touch you. Touch you inside your chest. Poke your lung.

Stop it!

Strange?

(laughter)

Whoa. What happened to that? It died of course.

(laughter, laughter, laughter)

"Aaaaaaaaarrrrrrreeee yyyyyoooooouuuuu fffffffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllliiiiiiinnnnngggg oooookkkkkaaaaayyyy?"

Yeah I'm fine, keep going.

Cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut.

Red red red red red red red red red red.

Dead cow. Flies, go away. I shall eat my dead cow.

Thats a bit strange?

Bright white teeth, sink into arm.

hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt.

"Jjjjjjjoooooooeeeeeeellllll ppppppaaaaayyyyyy aaaaattttttennnnttttiiiiiiooooonnn"

Sorry I'm listening, keep going.

Dead cow dead cow dead cow dead cow.

Bullet, bullet from a gun. Into head. red red red red red red.

(Laughter laughter)

Take a chip take a chip take a chip. TAKE A CHIP!

(Slaughter slaughter slaughter)

"Yyyyyyyyooooooouuuuuuu ssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeemmmmm ddddddddddiiiiiiiiiiiiisssssstttttrrrrrraaaaacccccttttttteeeeeddddd, wwwwwhhhhhaaaaaatttttttssss wwwwrrrrroooonnnnnngggggg?"

Nothing is wrong... Sigh...


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