Countdown... 1 2 3 4 5 Blastoff!

Countdown... 1 2 3 4 5 Blastoff!

And that's when Skip Bratterley lost his job as the NASA Voice OVer Countdown Man.

"A life without counting backward has no purpose," Skip said as he loaded the pistol. With "The Final Countdown" playing, he counted, "5, 4, 3, 2, 1.." But the ghost of Buzz Aldrin

could not be counted on. Skip fired the pistol at Count Chocula and Buzz Aldrin did nothing, distracted as he was by Count Von Count, from Sesame Street, who was counting all the

the Counts in the previous fold. "One,Two,Three .Four. Four Counts. Ah ah ah". The sky lit up briefly. Skip & Buzz Aldrin held up their hands & Count Chocula checked his exit wound

"Five counts. Ah ah ah." His eyes became wide as saucers, only now did he grasp how serious the injury was. Count Chocula now had one mission - to survive until the 10th fold.

As CountChocula wandered around the cereal fields, he noticed his buddy Lucky, from Lucky Charms hitting the Jameson a little too hard, and he also noticed King Vitamin sitting on

the tuffet, Miss Muffet clearly upset about it. The cereal killers reloaded with their milkyguns and took off after the spoonerisms before anyone else noticed. "I got Special K

covered in the kitchen!" said "2% Sal". Fanning out, the rest of the cereal killers boxed in Grape Nuts in the pantry & Kashi in the broom closet. They hadn't anticipated Pop Tart

engineering a projectile toaster "accident". When all was said and done, eighteen cartoon mascots were arraigned in superior court. In a few moments, the results of that trial.