The Ugly!

"I'm gonna get you, blondie!", the liberal screams as he launches himself at you. Instead of accepting the pounce, you fire two shots to the body, then one to the head at nearly point-blank range. He crumples into a pathetic mangled heap upon the ground and dissolves into a foul powdery rusty cloud of orange sand, which reforms into something else!

Written by Balooga Breath

The remains of Jim reform as a . . .

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