Re: Foolish mortal, who?
A lone pig's foot kicks the neglected football, and it sails through the open door of the cantina.
As Barry leans over to devour the dazed Ashton, the ball lands sqarely in his open maw. *gulp*
"GOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAL!!!!!!!!!"
The food processors have mostly cleaned up the spilt intestines and re-dismembered piclkes from the floor. A FBW brings puke another spaten, and the barkeep cashes puke out on his wager.
In celebration, puke buys a round for the house, and one for each of the battlesquid's arms.
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...the green, sticky spawn of the stars
(with apologies to H.P.L.)
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