Karl Von Nail
Tung of Destiny
Karl Von Nail, Tung of Destiny, prepares to tap the luscious luminescence inside a mesmerizing facet of kryptonium, third stone from sunny tucson.
Karl is a constant hit among geoterradactylites. frozen into bronto cubes, exiled by high velocity sheering winds at neptune junction, they keep bumping into each other. Karl likes kryptonium for cocktails, shaken, not stirred.
Karl bakes bread
Breadoid x1 has left the outer solar system. the sturdy little bundle of dough is hurtling through the vacuum of space since being flung by the Tung of Destiny, Karl Von Nail, galactic gallivanter, as a gift to the loons of earth. may they be full and happy with manna loaves of delight. the Feast of Arrival is on it’s way.
drell machina saw it coming
with a flick of the Tung • Karl Von Nail has doomed life on earth to extinction.
atomthought is perplexed as usual
drell • can you look into this
atomthought ponders as drell taps into karl von nail