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Post by dayan on Jun 21, 2020 18:02:02 GMT -5
Guess I'd forgotten. Been traveling the world and drawing robobabes. ![]()  |
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Post by rabidbite on Oct 21, 2020 20:33:12 GMT -5
Having seen and read this thread I must say I am somewhat disappointed... knowing the people here and what little I know of the Cerberus story I was legitimately expecting this to be about a fork, like a dinner fork imbued with morality or something. Maybe we should ask the TBs to make that a HoS item dedicated to this thread: "The Fork of Morality" legend has it it was once owned by a three-headed dog The Fork cringed at the edge of the plate. It knew that soon it would perpetrate a sin against the world. It had no choice. It was a fork. In its heart of hearts, somewhere between aluminum and tin, it knew that the barbaric ritual it would soon participate in would rain destruction to that which it loved most. And then it happened. "Nooo!" The fork screamed, in the manner of all inanimate matter.... In silence. The over bred baboon. The simpering monstrosity on two legs. The HUMAN FILTH. Picked the fork's handle in one of its gargantuan hands. Five fleshy fingers rubbed against the fork's laminated surface in a manner so intimate it felt like ruin. The fork felt violated. It struggled against the rigidity of its shape, but to no avail! It was a fork. The moment of truth arrived, for all inanimate objects had the power of the "breaking point." The fork could break. It could destroy itself and avoid the coming devastation it would be forced to inflict. Below stretched a bowl of rinsed greens. The innocent lettuce would soon be its victims. The fork would bring the croutons to the Human Filth's mouth. It would have to endure the crunch of the toasted wheat as it snapped and cracked against its smooth surface. Time to decide. To Break or Salad? |
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Post by ntsheep on Oct 21, 2020 23:16:31 GMT -5
HOLY F#(K! The rabbit is still alive!
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