Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Bullets are cheap. Life is priceless.
There were three of us.
We were born in August.
Mom already had four kittens in May. There were too many of us.
That’s why fishermen put us in the bag and sailed in the open sea with us.
Then they threw us into the sea to drown us…
But a catshark smelled us and tore the bag apart with its teeth.
It ate my brother, then my sister… As the shark was already full, it shoved me into a secluded place, where it could come back later to eat me.
From its push, all the water poured out of my stomach.Then I recovered and saw that I was still alive…
And I was the only living thing on a ship – a ghost ship.
I took the pants from the first skeleton, from the second one I took his shirt and from the third – his gun. When the catshark came back, I shot it and ate it.
The shark was delicious and I became strong.
Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Bullets are cheap. Life is priceless.
Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Bullets are cheap. Life is priceless.
Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Bullets are cheap. Life is priceless.
Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Bullets are cheap. Life is priceless.
Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Bullets are cheap. Life is priceless.
Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Bullets are cheap. Life is priceless.
Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Bullets are cheap. Life is priceless.
Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Bullets are cheap. Life is priceless.