As his raw sexual frustration started to become overwhelming, a sudden rustle from the nearby bushes caught his attention. Looking up, he saw the Dilophosaurus hop out from some foliage a few feet from him. It about waist high, an inquisitive looking thing, kind of like a lanky bunny with really bad skin. It just stood there, its little head jutted left and right. Malcolm knew what he was going to do. This island had done nothing but fuck him from the moment he got off the chopper. Time to readjust the balance.
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DL: http://dl.dropbox.com/u/37018313/Goth%20Whitlam%20-%20Glitter%20Spec.mp3