Deibu carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. Mister City is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of expired bean paste and when the drains finally scab over, all the scum will drown. The accumulated filth of all their rub-rub and poo-poo will foam up about their feet-feets and all the slaves and dosus will look up and shout "WHYYYY IZ DIZ HAPPENING!"
... and I'll look down and whisper "Fitting Consequences."
Skribulous said: Deibu carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. Mister City is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of expired bean paste and when the drains finally scab over, all the scum will drown. The accumulated filth of all their rub-rub and poo-poo will foam up about their feet-feets and all the slaves and dosus will look up and shout "WHYYYY IZ DIZ HAPPENING!"
... and I'll look down and whisper "Fitting Consequences."