The Prophecy of the Yaks
These yaks...... where do they come from? Where do they feed from? Were
they the unknowns in the battle of penguins and frogs??
These fleas, these terrible fleas. They feast on the blood of the yaks. The
yaks rampage the cities, breathing their plague, their "black" plague, as they
terrorize the human camps..........
Oh, oh, this is madness. This madness must cease!!! But if the fleas do not
back down the yaks will not decease. For it is written that the masters will
seek mercy from the godly yaks. Oh, oh, these yaks. These terrible awful yaks.
Their fur, oh, their fur. The fur and antlers.... true weapons of this bloodthirsty
master race. These beings will kill all fowl. They will stop it. They will stop
it all. But who will stop them?? Not the humans, in their graves. Not the fowl,
on the train tracks.
The stampede, oh, oh, the stampede. That mighty stampede, that of which will
crush our hopes with one swift blow!! This is an ungodly insanity. Oh, oh,
the INSANITY. The plague inside this master race will run rampant in Cairo,
killing a minimum 7,000 per day.
This is how the yaks sent many to their graves. The death, oh, oh, the death.
The graves, oh, oh, the graves. The plague, oh, oh, the plague.
written by John and Adam... this is truely a masterpiece.
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