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Samurai swords, crossbows, bolos, boomer-
angs. . . . They put on costumes to match.
Militant queens snatch up krisses . . . “LET’S
RUN AMOK DUCKS IT’S FUN.” . . . They hit
the street in loincloths.
Drunken Yale boys put on armor and
charge down Fifth Avenue on horseback
skewering the passers-by.
AWorld War I tank with cheering dough-
boys is driven off a museum pedestal.
The militants raid government laborator-
ies. Virus B-23 rages through cities of the
world like a topping forest fire. In the glow of
burning cities strange cults spring up.
The Vigilantes sweep up from the Bible
Belt like a plague of locusts hanging every
living thing in their path. Even horses are
hauled into the air, kicking and farting.
The dreaded Baseball Team five thousand
burly athletes in baseball uniforms all with
special bats erupt into a crowded street. . .
“BEAT YOUR FILTHY BRAINS OUT . . .”
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