Apocalypse Cow

Never get out of the boat. Absolutely goddamn right. Unless you were going all the way. Kurtz got off the boat. He split from the whole fuckin’ program.

And me? I was off the boat the same time as Kurtz. Sure, I’d been obeying orders, but my mind was gone. I was in fields of green and clover. With milkmaids.

Oh man, those bullshit milkmaids”¦

But I had a job to do, and there would be no welcome, supple fingers pulling on my teats when we got to the end of the river. Only barbecue.

The barbecue ”¦ the barbecue.

Are they gonna say Alltop was a good man? No. Wrong. Originally appeared at Name Your Tale. Cow by publicenergy.