Friday, April 23, 2004

The silent attack came with the dark of the night as its cover. As it flew silently and landed unnoticed on the enemy's territory, it brandished its shiny sword, ready for the plunge into victory. As it prepared for take off after the attack, it made the mistake of flyin past the headquarters. Its vexatious mechanical buzzing had awoken the enemy. As the enemy roared into life, a huge quadrilateral flying object loomed past, threatenin to swipe it into non-existence. But experience paid off as it easily dodged the attacks and took cover at the caves. In the sanctuary of its hiding place, it saw the enemy blindly spraying the lethal fumes in the dark. Deadly biochemical gas meant to kill it in seconds. But it was safe from the enemy's futile attempts to destroy it. It gave a contemptous smirk, and drifted off to sleep.

Man i HATE mosquitoes. They suck (no pun intended). Big time.

writing at 11:55 PM

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