Child of Flame

People always say that but they generally survive even if the next year is worse than the last.

I wish man, you see all my spam last night? I could afford to buy a new car right now rather'n shopping around for junkers.

Ugh, stomach ache. After inflicting the 360 calories that were in the fizzy juice, plus however many are in a large slice of homemade mincemeat pie and three scoops of vanilla ice cream on myself, I do believe I am going to have to go running tomorrow.

<tosses back more fizzy juice> SKAAL!

OMG SUGAR HEADACHE! WOO!

HEY BOK MY THREAD WAS ACTUALLY ON TIME! WAY TO SHOW UP TO THE PARTY LATE!

Well, I got an entire bottle of Martinelli's Sparkling Apple-Grape juice here because the rest of my family fell asleep, and I'm eating a huge slice of hot mincemeat pie with french vanilla ice cream. I should be going into a diabetic coma any moment but OH GOD THERE'RE BUGS CRAWLING ALL OVER ME THEY'RE IN MY BRAIN ON MY EYES IN MY STOMACH!

Also, Black Widows at least are near impossible to kill aside from running up and smooshing them. If you use bug bombs or bug spray, they slow their damned metabolisms and close up their breathing holes (ventricles is the corect term I believe) until the poison has dissisipated, then walk off. Course they curl up like they're dead while they're doing this, so you don't know they lived until you come back to where you sprayed down eight or so of them an hour ago and not a one is there still.

Black widows can make themselves very at home in a cupboard. One time my dad opened up the cupboard and was fumbling around for a glass in the dark, turned on the light, big ol' black widder sitting under the glass he has his hand on and is about to pull out of the cupboard. Damned if he knows how it got under there to this day.

Dames are nothing but trouble.

What kinds of poisonous spideys do you have over there Spiderman? We've got Brown Recluses and Black Widders here.

...And though the night shall wash away All the horrors of the day And the little angel on my side Tries to make it all worthwhile And with a little beauty in my bed I still wish that I was dead And a little angel on my side Takes me on a devil ride.

...we'll be obeying, obeying...

...A new sacred aeon...

...In the eye of Horus...

...That what lies ahead of us...

...so keep praying, and praying...

...A world full of nothing...

...Dead before you're born...

...No rose without a thorn...

...And though the night shall wash away All the horrors of the day And the little angel on my side Tries to make it all worthwhile And with a little beauty in my bed I still wish that I was dead And a little angel on my side...

...keep calling, and calling...

...The demons in Hell...

...He demands, and you deliver...