death-bm (death-bm.s3m)

"Onion Breath Monster"
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reserved.
So , one day you sit on
a pc-computer lab , and
then HE shows up.
Big fat guy.
He sets his course for the
computer next to yours....
As he sits down you begin
to suspect that there are
problems here.
HUGE problems........
Desperatly you start diging
for your stuff, trying to
get out of here while you
still have your socks , but
its to late , the fat shit
is leaning over towards you
opening his mouth , a yucky
yellow fog apears.
It's on course for you ,you
see your life pass before
you , first girl kissed ,
that fluffy blue ball , out
skiing when you was 12.
As the yellow yuck is
getting close to you , you
feel your brain is starting
to shut down essential
systems , breating, seeing
hartbeating.
they must not be allowed to
steel precious energy now
that your body gathers all
it's stringht for a last
desperat getaway.
The energy is released.
On your head you start
rotating 1/2 meter over the
computer....
Then with a dramatic series
of flip flops with your
spine you pick up speed ,
breaking the sound barrier
as you rocket into the
closest cement wall.











You see a nurce.
she is god look'ing.
she talks to you , "hi
boy , i am here to take
care of you".
You feel relaxed , you did
get away.
You escaped the onion
breath monster.