| There once was an inuit named Hwolfengeinger, who lived in the deep tundra of Greenland. One day as he was walking through the snowy banks, he saw a massive walrus floping around. He immediately raised his razor-sharp flint spear and thrust it in the air. The spear flow true. It was aimed for the walrus's nose. But then, all of a sudden, a small breeze blew the light spear back and it landed at the walrus's blubbery fins. The walrus broke the spear with the strength of one walrus. The walrus was enraged, you could tell by how he looked at Hwolfengeinger. Then all of a sudden the walrus darted forward. Luckily for the inuit, Hwolfengeinger was born with good reflexes, so he took off. The chase went on for a mere 5.4 seconds. The walrus lept at the inuit and body slammed him hard into the snow. The fall apparently broke the neck of the inuit, for he stopped moving and breathing. The walrus then sucked his blood and slithered off.........waiting...just waiting for another inuit..... |
