Monday, July 23, 2007
Poor, unsuspectiong piece of popcorn
You've had a good life, oh corny one. You were once a hard, boring seed. Now, after trial by fire, you've transformed into a beautiful fluffy cloud of popcorny goodness. You thought you escaped death when I accidentally dropped you onto the table instead of into my waiting mouth. But little did you know that I left you there as a sacrifice for the Beast.
She takes no prisoners. I'm sorry, oh corny one.
Fifty-Fifty sees all. She knows all. You must believe.