I never thought I was a monster until that interview. I mean, sure, I eat children, but only naughty ones, as is my purpose. But trying to get my son into that classy pre-school, it became pretty clear what I was. My freakish body, foul odor and dripping, muddy ooze didn't cut it. My kid had no chance.
I wonder if his mixed parentage played a part; I’m a Bog Beast, my wife is a Hill Hag, thus interspecies offspring. So in frustration, I ate the admissions director and several rich kids, before returning to our wetlands home.
I wonder if his mixed parentage played a part; I’m a Bog Beast, my wife is a Hill Hag, thus interspecies offspring. So in frustration, I ate the admissions director and several rich kids, before returning to our wetlands home.
