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I tell ya ladies and germs, that goulfriend of mine is killing me.
She said she'd look good in something long and flowing, so i threw her into the mississippi
(ba dum bump)
Hummmmmm
And how bout that ernest hemmingway......
Always shooting his mouth off.
(ba dum bump)............................
....................Hello? Anybody? I can hear you bleeding.
(ba dum bump)
Is this thing on?
Huuuuuuuummm i know what this crowd wants.... A little sleigh on words?
Perhaps a few fright gag's?
Like tonight's little nugget.
A tale of terror, bones and blood and an evil vixen that will steal your heart as quick as she steal's your soul.
I call it...........skull o (my) sis.
The story start's back in the early 70's with a bicycle too stupid to know his own identity.
Part muscle, part bmx, you'd snap too if you had such an identity crisis.
It wasn't long before he found himself left by the curbside.
Little did our friend know the fate in store at the hands of the cold and cruel Doc. Icy.
Kicking and screaming our hero, was no match.
He awoke to find himself deep in the bowels of our villans lair. It wasn't long before the fear set in.
Such places just shouldn't exsist. There would be no escape, no mercy the end was near........
or was it????????
A story this evil doesn't have and ending. ya can't kill what's already dead.
A wheeled demon fit for the goddess of the night herself, mistress of the dark and keeper of the underworld.
And the foul beast was born. Shield your eyes, get the kids indoors, this beast can't be trusted.
Nor should it!
I give unto you
SKULL-O-SIS
photgraphed by Dana Brushette.
i'll add more detailed pic's of the build in the next installment (before the dead line.) muuu hahahahaha.
just waiting for dark to set in.
She said she'd look good in something long and flowing, so i threw her into the mississippi
(ba dum bump)
Hummmmmm
And how bout that ernest hemmingway......
Always shooting his mouth off.
(ba dum bump)............................
....................Hello? Anybody? I can hear you bleeding.
(ba dum bump)
Is this thing on?
Huuuuuuuummm i know what this crowd wants.... A little sleigh on words?
Perhaps a few fright gag's?
Like tonight's little nugget.
A tale of terror, bones and blood and an evil vixen that will steal your heart as quick as she steal's your soul.
I call it...........skull o (my) sis.
The story start's back in the early 70's with a bicycle too stupid to know his own identity.
Part muscle, part bmx, you'd snap too if you had such an identity crisis.
It wasn't long before he found himself left by the curbside.
Little did our friend know the fate in store at the hands of the cold and cruel Doc. Icy.
Kicking and screaming our hero, was no match.
He awoke to find himself deep in the bowels of our villans lair. It wasn't long before the fear set in.
Such places just shouldn't exsist. There would be no escape, no mercy the end was near........
or was it????????
A story this evil doesn't have and ending. ya can't kill what's already dead.
A wheeled demon fit for the goddess of the night herself, mistress of the dark and keeper of the underworld.
And the foul beast was born. Shield your eyes, get the kids indoors, this beast can't be trusted.
Nor should it!
I give unto you
SKULL-O-SIS
photgraphed by Dana Brushette.
i'll add more detailed pic's of the build in the next installment (before the dead line.) muuu hahahahaha.
just waiting for dark to set in.