Fri 26 May 2006
“I’ll grind his bones to make my bread,” that’s what that stupid giant
said. Little did he understand that Jack’s a proper Englishman. The
English always get their mark, and that goose was golden for this lark.
So Jack grabbed the egss and ran away, the giant fell and died, ok?
Jack chopped that weed down to its root, which made the big guy go
kaput. And Don’t ask me about the giant’s bones, I think they’re
petrified to stones. And of course this is all very dumb, but I can’t
can’t think of anything else so shut the fuck up!
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