impressive pin-up or junkyard blues  

tmorethorhor1111 91M
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9/2/2005 11:02 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

impressive pin-up or junkyard blues


Damn wiperblades suck!Worthless really!Must be the lenses are pitted from all these fucking sand storms...gotta have goggles,at least the sweat from my brow ekes through their rubber seals to streak down inside allowing for some vision to chart my coarse by.Just up ahead,if I remember correctly,a gulch offering a bit of refuge,sun's a killer today.Damn!another stall-out on left cylinder...oh,whew,there she goes,purr for daddy baby,that's it.Velosity seems stable...goddamn but it's hot!Do believe Ive lost them afterall.Whaaa!?Don,t recall all this rubble last time through here.Abandoned rust heeps everywhere...makes it hard to manouver this bitch...oooooh...the ravine at last.Jeeezis!The walls are like a gauntlet of Detroit demo-derby skeletons,deformed,twisted in repose,beconing disaster...must be careful...slightest scratch from any debris is almost instant implossion if environ-suit fails.Shit-for-brains warlords did it at last,but they wont touch thi......FOOOOMP!!My God!The pain...unbearable...sudden...can't feel my...never dreamt it would end like...thi.......With all eyes upon her game,she transferred her back-up sling over her scared reptilian shoulder.Applying pressure at the sternum with a single quadpod,she gave the rebar trident a twist and shudder to remove it from it's ribcage.Hard to ditinguish the rust from the blood as they co-mingled,oozing from the suit.She chortled in a deep raspy croak........."BE STILL MORTAL AND KNOW,I AM GOD!"

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