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So the undertaker was tired. So tired that

  • So the undertaker was tired. So tired that he was going a bid flaky. He started feigning accents, even with his friends. M'lady need anythin?
  • The Undertake was of course speaking to a corpse. One that had been filled with lots of Mexican candy because
  • he was the inventor of the pińata and would have wanted it that way. The mourners lined up in blindfolds and took whacks at the dear departed. The funeral band played
  • what else? Mariachi music. Everyone took a swing at him and when his bereaved widow whacked the 'old donkey' his belly burst open and pesetas & candy showered the funeral guests
  • It was then that the food inspector came to ruin everybody's fun by confiscating all of the candy.
  • The food inspector announced the candy had artificial ingredients. Not only that, there was an epidemic of cavetified orifices that cost a billion dollops to maintain. No money for
  • schools or highways. Candyland was becoming a wasteland under the influence of Mayor Zotz. The gingerbread people couldn't believe they had voted for him. "We've been duped," they
  • realized. The gingerbread people started a protest, but they were promptly eaten by the obese police force under Zozt's rule. "SAVE THE GINGER! REBUILD CANDYLAND!"
  • Their plan might have seen half-baked, but gingers worldwide would later thank them for their services. Candyland was almost rebuilt by the time the gingerbread folk finished
  • Building the new ovens. Some wag labeled them Hansel and Gretal and the names just stuck. Others considered it in poor taste and shunned them forever after. I lost many sins.

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