horus830 Jan 2003

We rounded the bend exhausted and starving.
Charlie spoke up to the group, "Well what have we here? It appears to be a quaint and geographicaly well placed miracl town...named after a sturgeons retarded cousin".
We all paused to take his great words in.
Then Billy Freshinstinker chirped out an anthem, and asked if
perhaps we could buy him some biscuits and gravey.
That's when horus parachutes in with disturbing yet clarifing advice..Notice gentleman our quaint little town here is in
fact a mirage brought on by extreme exposure hallucinations coupled by freezing temperatures. you are all doomed in this quaint waivering ghost town. doomed to give tumbleweeds nicknames like Mr. slow role, and the fence climber.