|
Artist: Zorak
It was difficult growing up as a young mantis. Besides all the normal challenges of
childhood, there was always the threat of getting devoured. Someone would ask,
"Hey, where's that kid who sits next to you in biology? Oh her?", I'd
answer, "She got devoured." With all the devouring going on, we couldn't
even get up a decent kickball game at recess. You'd pick someone to be on your team,
and boom! Hey, where's my left-fielder?! Oh, he got devoured. Luckily, I
had a buddy to watch my back. His name was Klovar. We looked out for each
other -- yeah! But then, one day I forgot my lunch money and... ah well anyway that
was it for Klovar. With such a bogus childhood, is it any wonder that I'm evil? |
|
