Re: The beginning of BWIII!
A pair of gherkins seize the tipple-tequila before it can be delivered to El Phil. A third snatches a book a matches from a basket on the bar, and lights the volitile liquid, before catapulting the flaming glass at the unsuspecting mongoose.
The burning bird immediatly stops staring into space and lets loose an unholy cry.
Squack Havoc and Let Loose the Mongeese of War!
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...the green, sticky spawn of the stars
(with apologies to H.P.L.)
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