pnarp.com — “It was then that seven hundred Technicolor horse testicles descended from the sky and demanded to know what had become of Fort Incarpathianable. I hid deeper in the hole, but it had no effect. I waited. They waited. Finally, I crawled out, glued my eyes together, and then squiffled and babbled before mumblesputtering an answer …”
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It's quiet in here... can you hear the echo?