| Re: How did you find us?
exiled from the world of 'streetfighters'..banished therefrom and unto the world of oblivion...my crime ? my crime, i hear you say !..i will tell you all ...gather round for my story is for but your ears ..and your ears only..
twas was a moonlicked nicked ....the owl hooted in the distance, as the age old oak,s shivered as the fresh fingers of the seasonal frost grasp,s thier exposed ..and new born succulent leaves, within thier 'statuesque' 'au cumpulsuree' stance ..
the phone rings out, as if to break the dream and plunge ' fat al ' back into reallity...
al pick,s up the reciever ..and tetatively lifts it to his ear...
'WHAT' he grunts into the reciever ...
'WHO IS IT' he adds..
he is greeted by silence...
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