The Prologue: Wisconsin man bags deer with 7 legs… tasty.
This is how the horror story begins: Wisconsin man bags deer with 7 legs.
With the foreshadowing: “And by the way, I did eat it,” Lisko said. “It was tasty.“
Echo on “…tasty.“
Cut to intro credits.
After you get introduced to Lisko’s family (helping you to judge whether he’s a sympathetic character or about to deserve what happens to him), Lisko starts noticing strange bumps on his appendages. Growths. Down there, too. Then maybe his wife starts to notice her own changes soon after that.
Then you realize Lisko, being a generous soul with more venison than he can eat, has shared out his latest kill, perhaps not even letting people know where that sausage came from.
Hermaphrodite crab people: arise! Propagate! Troublesome reporters? “…tasty.” Forget those two-leg limited pants. Time for muu-muus.
And have your sad story retold one-day on the Sci-Fi channel with Dean Cain as the hero.
It made me laugh: Cute Overload: 'Sup…
It surprised me. It made me laugh: Cute Overload: ‘Sup…
Synchronicity – Blood Money by Akomplice
One day after I added Tcritic to my BlogLines list, they go and blog about the very T-shirt design I was looking for when I found their blog: Blood Money by Akomplice at Tcritic – Daily T-Shirt Blog. Well, actually, it’s a variation of the original design that was in Entertainment Weekly well over a month ago now.
I’m none too found of the text that comes on the back of the T-shirt, but I love the provocative nature of the front.
NSFW?
You Know, They Shoot Back in Graham
Of course certain things in life are dumb. Some things are even dumber when added with locality: Random drive-by shootings have Graham residents on edge.
Folks are pretty well armed in Graham. They will hunt you down and shoot back and then most likely make smoked jerky out of your sorry butt. My weekends in Graham were pretty well punctuated with far-off gun shots of high caliber weapons. Looks like someone tired of shootin’ up watermelon and cans and decided to go after cars.
Dumb.
Living in the deep country is great, but you are way more exposed to the dimmer bulbs wandering through life. And those dim bulbs are most likely armed.