Saturday, May 16, 2009

Dragons still rule.

"With only one marshmallow left, the dragon pursed his lips, and barely whispered as the flames emitted from his swelled underbite.  Unfortunately, he was far too clumsy and awkward to do much of anything with grace or elegance, and in his efforts, he coughed and sent fire shooting from his astonished gums and setting the lone marshmallow ablaze.  He stared sadly at the charred tragedy, graham crackers in one hand, chocolate bar in the other.  It was truly the saddest day of his life."

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