Mannion leapt back in horror as the snake slithered off the cot and out the tent into the night. The moonlight streaming through the open flap revealed Carstairs lying on the mat, a ghastly grin frozen on his face. Another one of the man's practical jokes had gone tragically awry.

I really, really love these.
Posted by: Claire | Thursday, July 09, 2009 at 05:22 PM
Aye, I love 'em too. I look forward to the 'tweets every day. Mannion's ongoing narrative. Oh yeah!
Posted by: Sean Paul Kelley | Friday, July 10, 2009 at 05:43 PM