Taken Down By the Soyed Chicken

White, or near white—some even have the gaul to call it beige—taken down. No way near in a blaze of glory as it should befit. Rather, the fate of the denim was ruled by the underhanded and unseen trickle of sauce, thick sauce, escaping from a well busted out metallic container. Hot to the touch, infuriating to the victim at hand here. One leg—left—riddled with shots from a covert operation. Disaster unwanted. When dried it will hopefully look like crusted blood. At least then it wouldn't be so bad compared to the fact that it could have easily been avioded with real food.

Soon Van

Thursday, 28 November 2002 - 11:34

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