Friday, December 14, 2007

Short Story of the Month Feb 2008

Standing over her fathers writhing maggot filled rotting corpse, he asked her to marry him for the six hundreth and sixty-sixth time. Just then, a rattlesnake crawled into the cavity of the skull's eye socket startling a spider that ran out of the other eye. Fer all you youngins out thar, thatswhere little skull babies come from.......

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