American planes, full of holes and wounded men and corpses took off backwards from an airfield in England. Over France, a few German fighter planes flew at them backwards, sucked bullets and shell fragments from some of the planes and crewmen. They did the same for the wrecked American bombers on the ground, and those planes flew up backwards to join the formation.
The formation flew backwards over a German city that was in flames. The bombers opened their bomb bay doors, exerted a miraculous magnetism which shrunk the fires, gathered them into cylindrical steel containers, and lifted the containers into the bellies of the planes. The containers were stored neatly in racks. The Germans below had miraculous devices of their own, which were long steel tubes. They used them to suck more fragments from the crewmen and planes. But there were still a few wounded Americans, though, and some of the bombers were in bad repair. Over France, though, German fighters came up again, made everything and everybody as good as new.
When the bombers got back to their base, the steel cylinders were taken from the racks and shipped back to the United States of America, where factories were operating night and day, dismantling the cylinders, separating the dangerous contents into minerals.
Touchingly, it was mainly women who did this work. The minerals were then shipped to specialists in remote areas. It was their business to put them into the ground, to hide them cleverly, so they would never hurt anybody ever again."
I’m gonna start watching Hannibal as soon as I have the time by which I mean the holidays in a few weeks I hope it’s good
So for our MUDS cast party the theme is WOO (as in Wizard Of Oz) meaning it has to be something beginning with W or O and I am so keen to grab someone else and go as the Winchesters because that would be neat-o. Now I just need to rope someone else in…
I’m so glad! Thank you angryfuckingvegan
it's always a palaver getting hold of a cadaver
Jez | 19 | History/English major | NZ
Burdened with glorious purpose. Cool and awesome. Naturally fucking intelligent. Outrageous liar. Flash bastard. Kinda like Jesus, but not in a sacrilegious way.
Current Obsessions: Horrible Histories and crying over Shakespearean tragedies. I am a parody of myself.
Look at that, 'accident black spot!' These aren't accidents! They're throwing themselves into the road glady! Throwing themselves into the road to escape all this hideousness! Throw yourself into the road, darling! You haven't got a chance!
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