twentythree

You know what I like to see?
A good elepahant trampling.
It's always great fun when one of these abused, magnificent beasts suddenly turns on it's masters.
I love the idea of one of these creatures running amok at a circus.
I like to think that even over the screams of terrified, retarded American children you'd still be able to hear a deafening CRUNCH! as the mad beast stomps repeatedly on the mauled corpse of the bullying jack-off that got a hard-on everyday whipping the poor animal.
I like to think that the elephant will run rampant over the masses of cruel halfwits that came to the circus to watch the elephant's humilation at the hands of it's slave-driving masters.
I like to think that somehow, during the chaos, some guy's head will catch on fire and then he will writhe about, furiously beating himself about the skull to try to put the fire out.
I really love elephants.
I wish them luck.