That is a hell of a way to go out. One minute: you’re a 12 foot giant bent on appeasing a dark god of feasting. The next: you’re getting flattened by a giant divine frying pan. Life is strange sometimes.
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I supposed hitting someone with a wooden pew was the equivalent of using a folding metal chair back in the day.
As much as it sucks to admit, Ludwig is right most of the time. Just wish he wasn’t such a jerk about it all the time.