here on this
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here on this
seemingly desert isle.
The only answer
was to engage
them in nuclear
laser-guided missiles, and
oh wait, no
shit, my friend!
Madness had overcome
them, and the
die was cast!
Someone asked, "What
could possibly help
these godforsaken monkeys
regain their sanity?"
Silence ensued, as
the enormity of
the present problem
became clear. Suddenly,
a shot rang
the dinner bell
strangely enough, for
was very hungry.
Where did the
vowel in the
last diphthong go?
The infection spread.
Zombies crawled out
of the YMCA
which oddly was
full of women
All wearing sequins
with fabulous style.
Armed with grenades,
they charged over
San Juan Hill
and slaughtered the
zombie monkeys, despite
some serious chafing
and high casualties
. Through the smoke,
they could see
the returning dragon
as it belched
oily black smoke
that smelled awful.
"Friends, have we
the time to
run to the
safety of water?"