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There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
-- HST
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Picture this, you're a ninja practicing your craft at Devil's
Hopyard State Park. It's dark, your fellow ninjas are into whatever zen
poetry hack and slash routine ninjas go through. Suddenly, you see a big
flamin' demon sitting on a fence post calling your name.
So you're scared, right? You get your ninja friends to drive you to your
pastor's house for some late night confession/blessing. And what happens?
Rather than expel your demons, your pastor calls the cops and you get
busted for carrying a 4 foot samurai sword. To top it off, you collapse in
a diabetic heap. The trials of the ninja just keep on comin'...
Check it out yourself
mustard@pigdog.org
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