Thursday, November 27, 2008

The End of the World

Buck gasped as he tumbled behind the barricade. “I think that’s it,” he wheezed. “Those cyborg doodads are tearin’ the zombies up somethin’ fierce.”

Jeb risked a look over the top of the makeshift barrier. “I think the aliens’ve noticed the ruckus. Here comes a saucer.” He ducked back down as the silent green flash lit the entire alley. “There they go.”

“Crap. Without them robot fellas, how’re we s’posed to spot the leprechauns?”

Jeb periscoped again. “About the only thing could make this worse is…” His voice trailed off as his gaze traveled up, up, up. “Aw, hell. Dinosaurs.”

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