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[hatman]

A slow-witted heavyweight boxer is walking through the jungle when he realizes that he seems to be getting shorter.

"Huh? What's going on?"

It's a patch of thickened quicksand. The boxer's tightly-packed, heavy frame is causing him to sink.

A dyslexic mystic appears from amidst the thick foliage. He reaches out his hand. "Come with me if you want to live."

"Wha...?"

"Take my hand. It is your density."

Comments

[doranwen.livejournal.com]

Lol, that's bad. But amusing. I had to send it to my fiancé. (He groaned. *g*)

[ksarasara.livejournal.com]

At first, I was thinking that it must be REALLY bad because I didn't get it at all. It wasn't until I re-read it for the third time and saw that it was density, not destiny! Oy. *g*