THE LOON’S BLAIR WITCH PROJECT

January 3, 2012
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Before descending into the evil woods, the loon paused to pluck up a significant amount of extra courage.

The clammy hand of dread caressed the loon’s neck as he followed the path of death.

When he came upon the rope of strangulation, the loon wept in terror. His skin turned into baying wolves.

OH, THE HORROR!

Salvation taunted beyond the barbed wire. And yet, alas.

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