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Post by Gary Frat and Dave Reid on Jun 30, 2007 22:52:33 GMT -5
Time rolled on, as it always had, and as it always would...that is, unless one...or maybe two people, had something to say about.
"What is that noise?"
There was a voice in the dark...was it his own voice? Was it his echo? No, it was just a voice...wait a minute, that doesn't make any sense.
"What is that noise?!"
"Dixteen"
"Would you stop that!"
The sound of somebody being slapped echoed through the air, followed by a sound of retarded blathering that may or may not have been a frog having a seizure.
"Reblahreblahblah!"
"Stop that!"
Slap
Silence
"There"
Somebody let one go, and a sound followed, that may or may not have been a frog trying to laugh. But in the darkness it was impossible to tell, for within those shadows was a land beyond what you or even I...no, just you, could imagine. There, in the infinite layers of pitch, are two souls, two beings, beyond genius.
Two bad they cancel eachother out.
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