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"How could she forget I was allergic to shellfish?"

  • "How could she forget I was allergic to shellfish?" I thought- face swollen by the poisonous hors d'œuvres. "Is she TRYING to kill me?" And that's when I felt something poking
  • my shoulder. It was a waiter showing genuine concern for my well-being. I couldn't help but look at him before he asked me
  • "Mr. President, the Mafia have poisoned the quiche and - " BANG! The waiter falls to the ground. The restaurant scrambles in panic. I dive
  • into a storm of bullets just to save my PRECIOUS!!!!!! I wouldn't let Frodo have it, not for
  • all the cheese in the Middle Earth! So I got to my horse and got of a satchel a giant axe, that was given to me by the Pappa Smeagle and Mother Baggins. I rushed to them
  • but forgot I was wearing inline skates. So smacked into Pappa Smeagle and Mother Baggins. We toppled over onto to Costco Free Food Dispatcher. In her hair net was the ring
  • -leader of the Lice Capades, Mr. Louse Jacobs. "Welcome to Costco," he said. "Would you care for dinner and a show?" Apple Dipper eighths and theatrical lice was exactly what I had
  • in mind for Johnny Depp and his entourage. After all, I was the most sought after event planner of the hotel. Now to find a queer little stripper club for Elton John; cause he like
  • d hunting for mongrels who ain't got a penny at a place were the dog's of society's howl. He'd become what he once most loathed. I found just the place ironically called "The Yello
  • w Snow" where them dogs hung out, but they's is grizzled folk. The oldest of the pack poured hisself another beer, lapped at it, and growled at me dead fierce. He knew the hills.

1 Comments

  1. SlimWhitman Jan 09 2012 @ 07:28

    Don't eat the yellow snow.

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