Tuesday, October 6, 2009
"What if things happened in reverse?" wonders the woman wearing light blue, while holding a sawed-off shotgun.
Her companion, a fully-transformed werewolf with silver-gray fur, scoffs at the notion: "Don't be silly."
BANG! The woman fires her weapon, striking the werewolf.
"Ahhh! You SHOT me! I can't believe you shot me!" cries the wolf (who might possibly be an average man at any other night other than this full moon), feeling betrayal.
"I wouldn't worry, if I were you." The woman smirks, but her were-friend writhes in wolfish agony. "You don't have to be so dramatic," the woman admonishes.
"I'm fading fast... Must... remember... description... of shooter... Female..."
"No silver bullets, silly." Now the werewolf is the silly one in this equation!
"Well, that's a relief!"
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