Wednesday, May 11, 2011

drive-by: inaka edition

Something wicked this way comes.

A bundle of high tension, supersensitive appendages, poison, and pure malice.

Then BAM!
Somebody drives right over the thing.
It's dead.
Of course it may not have been a drive-by smash; it may have been a walk-by. Possibly my neighbor Tenshing happened to see the critter on his morning walk to school, and this carnage was the work of a quick heel in steel-reinforced boots.

Why do I think that? It was still twitching when I passed it on my way to the office.


To make things perfectly clear, let me just write:

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