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Guy Fawkes… eep!

I waz at da fireworks, minding me own business and enjoying the faboo things when suddenly dez mechanical crabs comez out of nowhere and starts chomping on me feet!

I iz breathing fire and whuffling and shuffling and dez iz not stopping!

Finally something happened, a man doez something and dez goes away…

*huffs*

I needz to refuel. Diz is scary stuff.

*heads for nearest pastry shop*

Eep!

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6 Comments

  1. Bookworm Hienrichs Bookworm Hienrichs November 6, 2011

    Eep, indeed!  I’m glad you’re safe!

  2. Breezy Carver Breezy Carver November 6, 2011

    Gasp !!!!!

     Did the crabs actually listen to  Jason ???  

    no it couldn’t be ..

  3. Avariel Falcon Avariel Falcon November 6, 2011

    Poor little dragon…

    *sends a jar of cookies to Sheryl*

  4. Ceejay Writer Ceejay Writer November 6, 2011

    Just so you don’t worry, I encountered NO crabs on my post-fireworks walk up in the north end of the city.  *grumbles, and sets aside the bucket of drawn butter and fork* 

     

    • Glaubrius Valeska Glaubrius Valeska November 6, 2011

      Not sure what brass clockwork and bits of analytical engine taste like with drawn butter, but to each their own!

      • Ceejay Writer Ceejay Writer November 6, 2011

        Mmmm. Crunchy. With my minimum daily mineral requirements! 

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