tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11718286.post-1139522595409524832006-02-09T23:03:00.000+01:002006-02-09T23:03:15.433+01:00<span style="font-family: arial;">The sky was a deep viridian, bucketing rain followed by a vicious hailstorm. As hailstones the size of El Diablo's balls pelted down bouncing off George's head, he screamed : Look out ! The brimstone steed was hurtling down the highway at 217 m.p.h. as they hit a transgenic fluorescent pig crossing the road. El Diablo slammed on the brakes, and the steed hit the pig dead centre at 153 m.p.h. LD and George were pitched forwards and flew through the air for 17 seconds till they landed smack in the middle of a pile of green pig manure by the road side. ........ continue reading at <a href="http://rundaas-depraved-stories.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Under the Pepper Tree</span></a></span>Rundaashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17692580836733451783noreply@blogger.com2