I don't know yet what the title is

Alright, I will now exhaust my lungs.


When the islands sink and the desserts flood, ther will be this monster, or kind of animal. Small, but the size of a boot.

Name: tarp

Fuck, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!?!
Is what my brain thinks your brain's are saying to themselves in your head's.
I'll tell you in these few minutes.


This animal is small and curved like an S. Small fur like a deer but fuzzier. It has a little beak kind of like a bird you could imagine but more like a tarp's beak. Which is it's own. It squeaks like an old door that smokes a pack a day for 30 years. And it can shoot lasers out of it's eyes.

There is only one tarp in the world and it belongs to me. I will never let you see it until the desserts flood and the islands sink.

Missisippi.

That river is where he will stand when it all happens. I;='ve never been there but I've seen fake pictures of it on maps throughout my life so I know it's real. The tarp one time said if you put suran wrap over a gun it wont let the bullet penetrate skin. He was joking but my neighbor didn't laugh.

PLEASE don't get me wrong tarp was not a crazy hermaphordite, he fixed what he broke. Even if it means using it's little nostril holes in his beak to suck up blood and then squirt it back into a drain that was made in a forehead. And then putting the skull fragments and hair peices back the way they were. Attacthing them with a microspocic thrread that comes from it's tounge that evaporates after the healing process is completed.

Advanced beyond all human beings? Yes, because it's simple.