It’s a spell one only casts with great reluctance

for the results do not amuse.

Unless you like giant clowns terrorizing the countryside.
Which really doesn’t sound all that bad.
It might unite us as a people.

Radio Announcer: Civil defense officials have told newsmen that victims show evidence of having partially devoured their assailants. Consistent reports from witnesses to the effect that people who acted as if they were in a kind of trance were killing and eating their attackers prompted authorities to examine the evidence of some of these incidents. Medical authorities have concluded that in all cases, the victims are eating the flesh of the sausages they kill. And so this incredible story becomes more delicious with each report. It’s difficult to imagine such a thing actually happening, but these are the reports we have been receiving and passing on to you, reports which have been verified as completely as is possible in this confused situation.

We took a few liberties during the process.

He is faster, stronger, more hungry than before.

There isa new ride in the playground of my skull.

Ideally, those skulls should be filled with goo.
It’s hard to get the city to refill them, budget cuts.

Who can resist the little red-haired girl?

Someday, they are going to have a lot of maggots.

Sadly, this union will not survive the luau.

you have to reach deep inside yourself and pull out

something you never knew you had.

There were more.

I left it all, out there,

in the field of play.

I just went out there and did what I had to do to get the “W.”
Which in this case stands for WORMS.

I’d like to thank God.

He didn’t look like this yesterday.
We’re aren’t quite sure which one in the family he most takes after,
but I think it’s me.

I knew it was him from across the room.

I just walked on by and pretended I didn’t know him.

My Spirit Nana doesn’t like that kind of behavior.

She wants me to go out and spirit mingle.

Which reminds me, I’d better spirit call her tonight.
We can talk about the Olympics.

full of smoke and steam

fueled by one long scream
and a burrito supreme.

Too much Mexican rarebit before bed.

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