The SLAUGHTERAMA cometh
by Ross Catrow
Each year a mechanical horror claws its way to the surface from the swampy bottoms of the mass graves of dead Union soldiers. With cranks for arms, chain rings for eyes, and teeth made of spokes, the
Waves of silent deadly terror will crash over the innocent as the SLAUGHTERAMA seeks to slake its millennial thirst in the mighty James. Unable to find solace in the coursing waters of that ancient river it will release its hatred on cans of cheap beer.
Those who gaze upon the rotting maggot filled corpse of the SLAUGHTERAMA — and survive — are said to live out their lives in greatness, reigning as kings over the weak and mere mortal!
See you Saturday! ^_^
i gotta work. but dude i wanna go to this soooo bad.
also, there is a moped thing going on this weekend as well and apparently they are going to unviel the first “tall” moped. similar to a tall bike but a moped.