Add 4 words to further the story.
“Doom” cried the raven…
Add 4 words to further the story.
“Doom” cried the raven…
He dropped his pipe
Into the lava flow
But to his delight
Nothing was the same
and he transformed into
A glorious bright phoenix
while he smoked opium
with the potato god
And they conversed about
Sour cream and onions
Then he screamed “Horace!”
Horace was his aunt.
Who loved truffles and
did not like opium
Horace appeared behind his
16th century Chinese armoire
With her ninja army
carrying a pop gun
And just went ¯_(ツ)_/¯