well, I saw Six zombies inside St. Luke's..baring their teeth, and closing in for the kill.
I cold-cocked the first one in the face, bearing his teeth upwards to the sill,
My goose was cooked, but bearing in mind that I was still
Heavily armed, I figured, what the hell?
Light on my feet, I peppered the next one across the grill
Regrettably, I was assalted by the remaining four, and I was still.
Remaining for only a second on the cold stone floor, I attacked the stone-cold killers
with a suprise second volley of bullets, three head shots, I never miss.
I left the last one standing, why knock over the last one standing? He got the message, and I needed a massage
So With my bearings in mind,
I bore myself home to you:
I missed you guys.
|This user or group proudly wears the badge of the Blackmore Bastard Brigade.
8/18/06 - 10/13/06, 11/5/06 -
|If such a thing exists, this user or group is most likely afflicted with Forster's Syndrome. Or is way, WAY to smart for his or it's own good.|
|Orbes mei gloriam viderunt!|
|This user or group stands on the side of righteousness shoulder-to-shoulder with the Malton's Angels.|
|Hunt him down!|
|Pathetic Bill must be killed and sent back to hell, where he belongs!|
As a small side note: I intend to write 5 stories in the Malton Chronicles Concerning the Angels and the city of Malton. Join