in the face

Bepho Thyme

Napoleon

Stars'n'stripes

Surrounded by Hairy Claws

I wasn't going to get far.

I had sold my shoes for a ride to the city.

We were hitch hiking and even though we had cash,

the truck driver wanted my Reeboks.

Whatever.

So when he dropped us off on the corner of 50th and Johnson

of course I stepped on a piece of glass.

I fell down and almost immediately we were surrounded by these giant rats.

I  am not kidding.

Little did they know what Dan had behind his back.

Ya Dig up the Past all Ya Get is...

Get On!

OhShet