"Awesome!" she cries, & you follow the dark insidious trail of her skirts to her coven, where a witchdoctor (not a member of the coven) offers you marijuana & a choice of two caskets. MAry says, "Pick casket A." It's black and silver, with a little ankh. Your heart says, "pick casket B." It's covered with reanimated dead fluffy mildewed & clucking quacking ducklings. |
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