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And nova-dude steps on a fly, slips, and breaks his neck, and while he is in a desperate struggle to fix it, Squirmitz comes out of somewhere, greets novadude happy D-day, and turns his arse into Hairy Mexicanish Marmalade Mush Magic with his M61A2 Vulcan minigun in a swish of an airborne aardvark's tail, because some little turd opened the soul box.
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~Semper Stupidus~
Last edited by ~Sgt.Squirmitz~; 07-25-2006 at 09:13 AM.
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