Party Favors in The Big Easy
Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 12:52 pm
Well there I was, plum tuckered out and needin a rest after flambayin that demon cop. Ol Gertie needed a rest and so did I.
Figured I'd stop off in New Orleans to see what all the hub bub was about I dun dar read in the post bout some bloodsucker killin folks there. I knows its out of the way, but heck, its not called "The Bg Easy" for nuttin.
So I on down, pull into town, and gets me a rom at one of them real fancy Motel 6s I always see on the TV. Nice high class place; had its own toliet paper and towels. I of course took everythin that wasn't bolted down fore I left.
Anyhows, I cides to go for a walk about through the city and see if I can't find me a bloodsucker or two to extermynate. I look round, mistook a bum for a bloodsucker. Aw well, win some, loose some. That was a nice stake too.
Anyhows I get to the one place I knows thats gotta have plenty of bloodsuckers. The graveyard. It was a funny place, not alot of graves but plenty of them there mosoleniums all over the place. Alot rich folk must be buried in New Orleans I tell you what.
So there I am, creepin about, huntin me up some bloodsuckers when I find these fellas look like they up to no good. Must be bloodsuckers I think to myself. They all dressed in brown bath robes with them hoods up, and chantin in some strange tounges. Must be possessed, or bloodsuckers. SO I jump on out and mow em down with some fire from my MP5. Blew those demon lovin cult SOBs away somethin fierce.
Rats I dun think to myself, not bloodsuckers, but a couple of demon lovin cultists ain't no bad start neidder. So I move on to anudder graveyard. And hot dam I hit paydirt.
Figured I'd stop off in New Orleans to see what all the hub bub was about I dun dar read in the post bout some bloodsucker killin folks there. I knows its out of the way, but heck, its not called "The Bg Easy" for nuttin.
So I on down, pull into town, and gets me a rom at one of them real fancy Motel 6s I always see on the TV. Nice high class place; had its own toliet paper and towels. I of course took everythin that wasn't bolted down fore I left.
Anyhows, I cides to go for a walk about through the city and see if I can't find me a bloodsucker or two to extermynate. I look round, mistook a bum for a bloodsucker. Aw well, win some, loose some. That was a nice stake too.
Anyhows I get to the one place I knows thats gotta have plenty of bloodsuckers. The graveyard. It was a funny place, not alot of graves but plenty of them there mosoleniums all over the place. Alot rich folk must be buried in New Orleans I tell you what.
So there I am, creepin about, huntin me up some bloodsuckers when I find these fellas look like they up to no good. Must be bloodsuckers I think to myself. They all dressed in brown bath robes with them hoods up, and chantin in some strange tounges. Must be possessed, or bloodsuckers. SO I jump on out and mow em down with some fire from my MP5. Blew those demon lovin cult SOBs away somethin fierce.
Rats I dun think to myself, not bloodsuckers, but a couple of demon lovin cultists ain't no bad start neidder. So I move on to anudder graveyard. And hot dam I hit paydirt.