LNH: Possum-Man: Relinquished #4: Mummy, Don't Let the Bad Possum Hurt Me
martinphipps2 at yahoo.com
Wed Dec 19 03:21:07 PST 2007
On Dec 19, 11:31 am, Tarq <mitchell_cro... at caladrius.com.au> wrote:
> Possum-Man, for the second time that day, pulled up outside of Duck
> McMuck's suburban home. He gulped dramatically,
I wonder. Is the sound still dramatic when it is made while drinking
a large drink from 7-11 or is it then just really gross?
> walls, Pos strongly suspected, probably held up the roof.
The only other possibility would be that the walls are holographic
projections and the roof is held up by invisible wires that are
suspended by silent helicopters high enough up in the sky so as to be
unseen. It's unlikely, however.
> "Okay!" came the reply, followed by some giggles and 'sshh!'s.
Sounds like he interrupted the guy while he was playing with his
secretary's box. (I still think that sounds dirty.)
> When he faced into the house
> again, several small children jumped out and yelled, "Surprise!"
Oh! It was children who were giggling! I feel disappointed somehow.
> These weren't balloons.
> They were hydrogen bombs!
Well, techically, a balloon filled with hydrogen is perfectly safe as
long as you don't light a match, so keep that match away I tell you,
don't put that match next to-- oh for the love of God! NO! The
> "Why does the pain hurt so much?!"
Well, if pain didn't hurt then what would it be? Would it still be
pain? What is pain without hurt? Wouldn't it simply be an intense
unpainful experience? It actually sounds pretty good.
> Stones was leaking blood all over his nice new
> vest and pants. Damn it.
People are so damn inconsiderate when they are near death, aren't
they? "Help me! Help me!" And always bleeding everywhere. And are
they going to clean it up? Nooo. Because they are near death.
> Without evening thinking about
> it, Pos' right hand snapped up,
Yes, he didn't take a year to think about it, or even a few months or
a few days, let alone spend a whole evening thinking about it. :)
> Thanks for reading,
Martin... doesn't play with his secretary's box (ew) or any of his
student's boxes. He's a good husband and, besides, wouldn't like to
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