lisetning to: Burden of a Day - Hello My Name Is Euphoria
the alligator of your demise has arrived in a time machine.
his belly is empty, like a car's tank, currently running on only fumes of formally liquid gasoline.
you had escaped this sinister reptile before, but did not count on time travel being invented in the future, only to be brought into the past, to send this sizable salamander's simile back to the future.
now, this crocodile's cousin has concealed and camouflaged it's cruel carapace to compare to a copacetic commoner's complexion. such a creative creature! but careful, crisis is close.
once the jaws close you'll rarely escape alive.
the end
1 year ago
uh.
ReplyDeletewut.
yup.
ReplyDeleteI'm quite fond of the alliteration (or should I say alligareration?)
ReplyDelete*alligatoration?
ReplyDeletethanks.
ReplyDeletenice call on the word. heh.