Chapter 1
| The Story | The Authors |
|---|---|
| Oh, how pathetic we've become. | |
| Sitting..On A Pile Of Fresh Lawn Clippings..Look Down For Feet..No Feet..Ice Cream Buckets..Mmmm..Vanilla..Reach For Them..Too Far..Jamie Farr..Must Get Them..Walk Over..Damn..No Feet..sophocles..Sophocles..SOPHOCLES! "WHAT?" Xerxes Finally Managed To Awake Sophocles. "You Were Having A Nightmare, Man!" | |
| Why Can't Anything Go Here? | |
| "What The Hell Are You Talking About, Sophocles? Maybe I Should Have Let You Sleep Some More And Get Killed By The Relentless Zombies, Instead Of Spouting Nonsense!" Shouted Xerxes, Shaking Sophocles Rather Forcibly. | |
| What i say is going on? | |
| buddists dancing in circles like an indian rain dance. They chant wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah. They sing loudly in the rain forest. |
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