Climax Baby Climax
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climax is a climax no matter what you say since it’s a climax
Climax of
the volcanic eruption on the island, inhabitants are incinerated
Climax
of the peace deal after decades of talk, no more African slaughter
Climax
of the sex agreement by hooker and client, both part whacked but satisfied
Climax
of the Yule cake production in the bakery, intense workers food fight time
Climax
of the car’s spray painting to mint it up, time for its penultimate test drive
Climax
of the kids playing make believe serial killers, time to watch Playschool
Climax
of the bus ride into town on a busy shopping day, let’s grab a quick pint
Climax of
the milkman doing his round on the estate, off for a quick shag with Mrs Giles
Climax of
the drugged up elephant squashing his handler, followed by his entire family
Climax of
the football match where your side lost, though not in hooliganism
Climax of
the oil exploration drilling for extra revenue, hidden fault line will rupture
Climax of
the lost seagull flying over the river at night, soon to collide with a drone
Climax of
the cop anally truncheoning the immigrant, before it ignites a riot
Climax of
the shipbuilder finishing a battleship behemoth, to sink Soviet ships
Climax of
the miner exhausting the easiest coal seam, before redundancy and the dole
Climax of
the dictator personally signing ten thousand death warrants, a fun day’s work
Climax of
the flower pickers filling their baskets for the market, time to fuck by the
river
Climax of
the rat catcher trapping a hundred fat rats by poison, till one bites his pinky
Climax of
the hippy girl happily singing her honey melodies, while her stalker waits
Climax of
the American smart bomb hitting Daesh’s Syria HQ, peace reins for a day
Climax of
the biker doing a ton on his bog standard 125, before he’s abducted by grays
Climax of
the traffic warden ticketing three hundred vehicles, earning a nice fat bonus
Climax of
the conman ripping off the meek woman once too often, conman gets knifed
Climax of
the politicians driving the poor beyond destitution and pity, revolution sparks
Climax of
the golfer being struck by lighting and burnt to ash, Tiger Woods finally kaput
Climax of
the Iranian shoplifter stealing a Jewess’ handbag, guillotine time on a hand
Climax of
the arms factory fulfilling its missile order ahead of time, war begins in an
hour
Climax of
the gangster ripping off and shooting a London drug gang, no Class A for now
Climax of
the railroad builders finally linking two capital cities, commuting becomes calm
Climax of
the human race enjoying new bloodlust in new wars, no more chances
Climax of
the finite creation of God because He’s bored, obliterating what He created
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