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B is for Fear Flies

Twas the days before Christmas
And all through the blog
Not a creature was stirring
EXCEPT... for this audio log.

Pax



other audio commentaries found here and here and here among others [heheheheh]
special thanks to these sites for the use of these pictures:

Mandark picture found here -

Black birds found here and here and here and here

skeletons found here –

heman found here –

the crow –brandon lee] found here –

“the birds” here

Fantasia in g minor by Bach [i got that right...right?]

Comments

  1. LMAOOOOOOO everybody here cracking up.

    from the title i expected a piece on flies, the other winged basterds. rofl, man da wuz funny, and true, dem birds really do seem to be the "reincarnation" of evil gone b4. the other truth...ur epiphany. thx fuh sharin it.

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