Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Roid Monster

The doctor gave me steroids to help with my upper respiratory funk .. and I guess it's working. But now I have this strange compulsion to run through the streets, howling at the neon lights and raking the skies with my withered claws. The moon .. she calls to me ... she calls to me ..

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