Thursday, October 13, 2005, 3:34 AM
The moment the Holy Arrow touches their crust.
More and more zombies decay into dust.
His cape flutters in the cold breeze
As he wanders around the forrest of Dead Trees.
A Cleric in heart, a Priest to be.
The Proes't of all, you have to meet.
Nothin can beat him, not hackers, not Balrogs even!
Yes you guessed it, this is the tale of the legend funnyc0w.
lols. edited. extracted from a forum. xD