Thursday, July 10, 2008
Argh! He Got Me!
A bushwacked Mac the Knife, earlier today
I have been tagged by the Abominable Pooter, and tasked with writing a story in six words (I ask you). So here it is:
...although perversely, my nipples never recovered.
Right then. Lacking Edwin Hesselthwite's scruples, who else can I screw around with? Ah, I know...
Ambush Predator, she didn't see me coming.
The Remittance Man, no delegating to the jolly old Havildar.
Snowolf, discard that sheep's clothing I tell you!
Right. That's enough damage for one day, time for a bottle of Burning Gold from my Fridge of Evil.