Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Don't (quite) quit your dayjob!

I carved a lance out of carbon dust and the corpses of trees. In secrecy I named it after myself. This my single claim to professional honour.

Now all that is required of me is that I find a weak spot on the dragon's belly and plant it there.

Such is the nature of my daytime job.

I've been handsomely paid to slay this ancient beast. Yet I dally and I hesitate. I sometimes think it will kill me first.


Anonymous said...

Ah, those fuck*** lists... -_-'


OMWO said...

Not lists, tables :)

and...er...."ing" ís not a four letter word :)