crazyscot

On the first day of Christmas, my faultline gave to me...
A magnitude six point three[*].
...
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my faultline gave to me...
12 student helpers
11 silted gardens
10 crashing rockfalls
9 stinking dust clouds
8 broken glasses
7 munted sewers
6 fallen chimneys
Li-que-fac-tion!
Four deep sinkholes
Three scared kids
Two big aftershocks
and
A magnitude six point three[*].

[*] - poetic license, it was only 6.0 this time around but I needed to make it rhyme !

Thanks to pellegrina for the germ of the idea :-)

Dark humour perhaps, but if one doesn't laugh at these events one would surely cry...( Read more... )