Issue # 11 December 2011
Angela Hinkle
DIE! (continued)

But,
war
requires
nourishment
or troops will perish.
Seven-Eleven hits the spot.
Cherry Icees, Red Bull chasers, Mountain Dew, Slim Jims.
Denny's open just for us-Moon over my Hammy, sound of sizzles, smell of hot grease.

Refortify bodies. Improve strength, coordination, endurance, constitution.
Finally ready to rake in the experience.
Start the engines and get us back.
Set up your fuel/snacks.
Sort your dice.
Unstrap
your
ax.

Knock
Knock
P e n n y
We can't start;
it's eight o'clock now,
and Big Bang Theory is new .
Just how many people will Sheldon tick off tonight?
Are they coming out with a tabletop version of the Mortal Warlords of Ka'aa?

Penny just emptied another bottle of wine and Amy's getting frisky...again.
My mother had me tested once, and I'm not crazy.
Bernadette hijacked Sheldon's spot.
Roommate contract breach.
Tangent done.
Time to
play
now.

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