Exodus: a Visual Short Story (Part 3 of 9) - Three-Legged Monsta

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And goshdarn here he were, goin' on his three legs like some freakin' spider, right after us. He also had a cane, can you 'magine that? Whatcha do with a cane if you already a three-legged monsta?

"Cullen", some folk said, "stay away, darn it."

And so he used some swearwords, cussed to us other folks, but stayed behind, not anywhere near us -- and geez he's so big, man, that near him the rusted cars seemt like toys, I mean.

And we trudged on. Ragged, we were. Dirty and ragged like stray dogs. But hey, me thought, not that we'd encounter Miss Universe out there, huh?

Not after the bomb and the mushroom and all the radiashun that happen'd after.

So, at the end, who gave a faawk?

Not me, You can bet your ma on it, pal.

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