… where sa-tyres never go flat
… where sa-tyres never go flat
“Where are these fucking men in ghost-white lab coats?” the king’s TV presenter voice boomed, disturbing the specialists working hard to find the cure to a novel virus. The king wasn’t smart, but he was the king anyway, so they left their work, and formed a semi-circle in front of him. “Took you long enough,” he said in that voice that hurt the ear.
If you were a bad man trying to take over the world and you wanted to test your medicine, won’t you try it in a place filled with people so that when they die the world won’t suspect. Look at all the money Bill Gates is donating, why are they always in Africa? He’s trying to end malaria in Africa by killing mosquitoes. Is he God?
