Intergalactic Tomato Ride

It’s like a map, he said sitting at the corner of the bed knife in hand, blood dripping from veins Mean while on the supergalactic tomato Boneface makes an appearance to bow ‘Hello, I am boneface. Here is faceless and mok and tew and finally boredom who will know you by now’ Hello and welcome

Blastin’ Away

I USED TO GO IN BLASTIN’ TILL I GOT MY HEAD CAVED IN NOW I AM A LOT MORE MELLOW An Armourers Tale Today we will use the.22 Derringer which packs a lethal shot at close range Hallo! My name is Tom and I am a close combat expert. You are here to look at poetry

Death At The Fairground

You should see the other guy! Created in Paint.NET Copyright©Andrew Mark Watkins 2016