You go mad and romp around squishing buildings with your large stinky feet, and crunching automobiles with your huge sharp yellow-stained teeth. You like this existence. But then you here lots of sirens. You walk around the next corner and you see the national guard with lots of big nasty tanks and guns and other weaponry, all pointed at you. You NBTSWikiWiki | Recent Changes Edited 2 times, last edited on September 16, 2000 by 209.162.47.106. © 2000 NBTSC Webmasters |
