Crazy Chainsaws October 16, 2005
Crazy chainsaws come at me.
So I do run.
Crazy bastards chop off my head.
Dying ain't no fun.
Two saws tied together.
Wielder spins like an ass.
When I hear the dreaded sound.
I wish they'd run out of gas.
Mercenaries is challenging.
Is what I do think.
Blow him up with an exploding barrel.
But in my plan there is a kink.
I get a game over anyway.
Yet again I have died.
When you shoot, dont be close.
There goes the ninety-eighth time I have tried.
