2008-04-07

theotherbaldwin: (Default)
2008-04-07 12:48 am
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Word A Day: 23 Words

Reflecting on his life thus far, John had no regrets.


Then, he realized he was out of bullets.


Alright, make that one regret.

theotherbaldwin: (Default)
2008-04-07 10:46 pm
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Word a Day: 24

Withered hands clawed dirt. Strength ebbing, he gouged an "X" in the earth, then slumped over, dead.

Thus perished the last man on Earth.