beans....

Jack

Jack sitting on a bench, thinking about who might have killed his white bunny rabbit.

yah jack is amnezic

and a ripper

and yet he wonders why he's gripping the bloody knife so tight...

...up her ass

don't look in his other hand :w00t:

might be another mystic item

yah .. with no head

but you can still see the traces of what used to be

- a legend

nothing but dust and smoke in the wind of times

chasing themselves for eternal peace

questioning but themselves, as the turn passes.

urma scapa turma

miorita stie...

jack too... :((

too big fuss about Jack

yeah, but Jack is no more... only sheep