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Golden PaintA small crowd of young school boys stood pressed up against the white picket fence, as they always did after school. The fence belonged to one Mr. Bumbry, an older gentleman who had lived there for many years. None of the boys, or anyone for that matter, knew how how old the man was; he's always lived there, and he'd always been old. And little boys always gathered outside his brick cottage... A small jangle of keys could be heard from behind the door, and the boys' ears pricked up. The ones at the back squashed hard against the rest, trying to get the best view. They all held their breath and listened carefully to each of the four lockGolden Paint


POP: EpilogueThe TV flickers back into life.POP: Epilogue
The dog walks back onto the screen, and comes across a smoking crater. He looks down at his paws, shaking. 'Did I do this?' He drops to his knees and covers his face, moaning and weeping. '...I would never do this...'


POP: BusI listened to the dog's barks safe on the other side of the gates, and smiled. 'The imagination is a wonderful thing' I thought. I can do anything; crazy things; and at the end of it, POP.' I continued walking down the road and came to the T-junction at the end. I looked to the left and saw no traffic. Then looked to the right. A bus was rolling heavily towards the junction. Sunlight glinted off of the huge front windows, and making me squint.POP: Bus
I paused.
A smile ripped into my face, pulling my mouth from ear to ear. One last thrill for the day. One more dare. I strode out into the road, watching the


POP: DogI continue around the corner. I looked down at my right hand, remembering where the bat had appeared. I bunched it into a fist, still angry at the car. The owner lived nowhere near, and he was always taking up valuable space in the car park. 'Who knows', I thought, 'maybe I'll actually do it one day. He'd deserve every dent of it.' I knew which gate I was coming up to. But I didn't flinch; didn't run; just calmly continued to walk.POP: Dog
I paused.
I reached the half way mark, in the centre parting of the double gate, when the barking started. This dog was a beast. A demon. Scared the crap out of anyone passing
Now look what you made me do!
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In this time are we loving
Or do we sit here wondering
Why this world isnt turning round
Its now or never
if you DA it, I'd fave!...
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
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In this time are we loving
Or do we sit here wondering
Why this world isnt turning round
Its now or never
it's great, BTW!
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
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In this time are we loving
Or do we sit here wondering
Why this world isnt turning round
Its now or never
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woman, i cannot animate without pants!
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
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BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAA
hee hee hee hee ho ho ho ho haaaaaa
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
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BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAA
hee hee hee hee ho ho ho ho haaaaaa
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I am Tsukuyomi in dA's Gods and Goddesses Group!
You.
So you.
Are the one.
Who is stealing.
My
Cheese.
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
I'm lovin' your comic "The Meek".
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
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FABRICATI DIEM, PVNC.
Secret Wars Chatroom: [link]
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
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Proud member of Cube
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Gutted. Like a Fish. In a Swimming Pool. Full of Mud.
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