Spitting out a few more novel splinters. Will these splinters make it to the final version. I do not know these things.
I couldn’t tell him that Pyrith, the long-toothed beast that looked like a bridge between the known and unknown. He was an alien beast from another planet far away called Windaroo. He just landed and he was hungry and raging like a starved tiger dropped into a playground of tiny, but meaty panda bears.
Pyrith had been after me for a long time before this happened. He thought I was sweet meat or at least something tasty.
So this is what happened. At least, this is how I remember it. I had a flat tire on the way home from my drug and booze soaked weekend trip to the always depressing and shitty hot town of Las Vegas, but I love it anyway.
The car gripped the road hard and pulled to the the right. I pulled over to a screeching halt. I got out to check the car. Another god-damned flat tire. The third one this year! That is some bum luck. Right away, I smelled that fucking smell. The same disgusting scent that always preceded Pyrith’s arrival. He stinks like a wretched and rotting corpse. As much as I hate that smell, I will admit that it is probably the only reason I’m still alive. If it wasn’t for that he would have sunk his long yellow stained canines into my sweet meat a long time ago!
I have always loved music and movies new and old. I decided to start this website where like minded people can come together and share their love and experiences with movies and music as well as being a platform for Mind Wind Films.