Final piglets maimed for tubes of vasoline rubbed in a circular motion to elongate Zeus's nectar.
FINAL NOTICE
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What in Davy Jones’ locker did ye just bark at me, ye scurvy bilgerat? I’ll have ye know I be the meanest cutthroat on the seven seas, and I’ve led numerous raids on fishing villages, and raped over 300 wenches. I be trained in hit-and-run pillaging and be the deadliest with a pistol of all the captains on the high seas. Ye be nothing to me but another source o’ swag. I’ll have yer guts for garters and keel haul ye like never been done before, hear me true. You think ye can hide behind your newfangled computing device? Think twice on that, scallywag. As we parley I be contacting my secret network o’ pirates across the sea and yer port is being tracked right now so ye better prepare for the typhoon, weevil. The kind o’ monsoon that’ll wipe ye off the map. You’re sharkbait, fool. I can sail anywhere, in any waters, and can kill ye in o’er seven hundred ways, and that be just with me hook and fist. Not only do I be top o’ the line with a cutlass, but I have an entire pirate fleet at my beck and call and I’ll damned sure use it all to wipe yer arse off o’ the world, ye dog. If only ye had had the foresight to know what devilish wrath your jibe was about to incur, ye might have belayed the comment. But ye couldn’t, ye didn’t, and now ye’ll pay the ultimate toll, you buffoon. I’ll shit fury all over ye and ye’ll drown in the depths o’ it. You’re fish food now.
The heavy spheres of various fleshes rolled out of the heated storage and into the truck. They should have been sealed individually, at least for the protection of our team. But nobody cared about us, of course. The smell was overwhelming. Imagine you’re on a platform which is slowly being lowered into a melting pile of pigs mixed with rotting plantains and vinegar.
He was lowered slowly and as he approached the steam layer, it was like his body was bloating with water. The nipples inflated so unnaturally and looked like they might burst. Then the progression stopped as his discolored, writhing body passed through the steam layer. The other side was remarkable. A floor covered with hundreds of pale, convulsing throats. Sometimes the security feed was grainy from the heat interference, but I’m sure of what I saw.
I remember watching hummingbirds in my mother’s garden when I was a kid. The bird’s tiny tongue darts into the flower to capture the nectar.
I remember watching hummingbirds in my mother’s garden when I was a kid. The bird’s tiny tongue darts into the flower to capture the nectar.
