Local Crisis
Word came via telegraph to the remotest of Eastern European regions that the "Land of 5a" was in trouble. "ICH CZAS PRZESZŁY CZASOWNIKA N PROJEKTOWANIE" came the code. Ivo a local salt crushing machine employed at the mine was able to roughly translate this into"The locals hardmen in the Land of 5a have been repeatedly shut down cold on their local "sic projects."
This was dire news indeed.
Despite having not climbed in several weeks, I decided to make haste and fly deep into the heart of this land forth-with. The news, it seems, was worse than I had imagined. Local strongmen had been spending months "projecting" testpieces that should have been sent fourth go at worst.
One local had even come so close as to taste the chains -literally- before succombing to the whip and falling in utter pumptitude.
It is a good thing that "The Rock Doctor" came prepared with healthy doses of beta in a convenient spray form.
With a little luck and a shit-load of spray, we might, just might be able to get through this crisis.
-The Rock Doctor
Thursday, November 1, 2007
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