Friday, January 20, 2006
Accidental Goat Sodomy was fun but not nearly as fun as I had while I was free to roam around here at West Texas Rocks. So with consent from the ever generous Big D I am back on the payroll and for my first post I am going to continue with the Search for the Holy Armor. It has been 3 months since I last wrote so I may be a little rusty but here goes.
The whole place stank like a slaughterhouse and the floor was awash with blood, most of it was his own. Each day for the past three months Crazy Dan was brought down to this room to suffer vile and painful attempts to break his spirit. The only thing keeping him sane was the sandals of peace that he had managed to steal from the three serpent women so long ago but that was just a dream all there was now was pain and the cruel laughter of his tormenters. If there was a way to escape he could not see it but unknownest to him the dwarf Fuzzbox had escaped from the Cave of Disturbed with Metal God's Helmet of Salvation and even now with the help of a Phucker they rush to rescue him.
Edit: Big D wanted this post to stay at the top for a few days. New content will hopefully be added below this daily. At least that's what the lazy bastard said.