Fear Deep

Monday, 12 September 2011

The content is parodic and self-referential. Allusions are many. Post length is short.

Posted by Butt and Taff at 20:52

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  - The title is a pun
  - Questions are always raised

Butt and Taff: "Hither, craching eastuards, they are in surgence: hence, cool at ebb, they requiesce. Countlessness of livestories have netherfallen by this plage, flick as flowflakes, litters from aloft, like a waast wizzard all of whirlworlds. Now all are tombed to the mound, isges to isges, erde from erde. Pride, O pride, thy prize! ... speak it allsosiftly, moulder! Be in your whisht!" "Whysht?" "The gyant Forficules with Amni the fay." "Howe?" "Here is viceking's graab." "Hwaad!" "Ore you astoneaged, jute you?" "Oye am thonthorstrok, thing mud."

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