This skeletal triffid, standing in front of the triffid disguised as a pine tree, monitors the airwaves with its antenna twigs and sends reports to the invisible mother ship hovering somewhere in back of the moon. It told me that lately it’s been bored with nothing but weasels to report. It added not to get […]
The sasquatch and the triffid sat in the marsh not only to wile away the hours discussing and eating their favorite vertebrates, but indeed to touch base on certain aspects of the overall invasion plan. TRIFFID: I’m led to understand you’ll be in charge of the lake division. Pass me a rib. SASQUATCH: Here you […]
I suppose the loon shouldn’t have hopped out from behind the bushes and shouted “Boo!” yesterday when the triffid was in the act of slithering down to its venison cache. It really wasn’t all that funny and might have cost the loon a limb or two. Fortunately, the triffid has a sense of humor and […]
Loon: So when is the great takeover going to happen? Cyclops triffid: Wouldn’t you like to know, pathetic puny earthling? Loon: Yes. Cyclops triffid: Mwahaha, then I’ll give you a few warning signs to watch for. When you hear about a dense avalanche of icicles battering Solvang, when you notice the moon bursting apart into […]
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