The Burning Head of Laughing Kaph

Imagine you took a bus to Donegal and then there were no buses back.

Imagine if there was nothing in Donegal and you ran out of clean clothes and they ran out of water for showers and laundry.

Imagine if your hotel was a shitty tent and the shitty air conditioner broke down.

Imagine it was so hot that even the annoying, biting, relentless, disease-stoked insects dropped dead.

Imagine trying to find somewhere to go when you heard a report that deer were leaping on you off the turnpike in pitch-darkness.

Imagine there was no Rowdy Buck to eat at.

Imagine if you saw the gigantic hundred-foot high, burning, red, satanic head of evil Kaph towering above you laughing hysterically at your fate.


About Botendaddy

Three times voted extreme sexiest man acclamation. I run because I must...I must!
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One Response to The Burning Head of Laughing Kaph

  1. pittsburgh-pat says:

    You is on a bad trip dude! Keep off the hookah….


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