There is a certain monster that I loathe and kill everyday. So happens this
fine day, TURBO! I was minding my own business, smacking this monster around
like I usually do, when I realised it was still at 90% and hitting me more
than usual. Then I do the sensible thing...I turn and run away. Several rooms
away I build a fire and begin to recover from this awful ordeal, when out of
the blue... SMACK SMACK SMACK, the monster's back. Out of panic I do the only
thing I could think would help, and cry for help! But, as my life dwindled
away slowly, the monster bled out and I prevailed. Moral of the story is, run
further away, or kill faster...or there is no moral!!!!