"This is too hard" said Jim, "Thats what

"This is too hard" said Jim, "Thats what she said" said Michael.

toousha i said yes me i'am chuck norisssssss

We found him there, facedown on the keyboard. An impression of a fist was on the back of his head. I pulled out my note-pad. "Mr. C. Norris is coming down hard on these trolls."

My assistant made a plaster mold of the fist impression for my collection. If it turned out well I'd have it bronzed & put it in my "Chuck N. makes impression on youth" museum.

But my museum went bankrupt because no one cared about Chuck N.'s fist impression. The plaster fist impression was auctioned off to a Nigerian prince who was rich because

No one wanted to be ratted out to the Rat King, especially suck-up Chuck E. Cheese. Chuck N. wouldn't have it. He called up the Rat Pack, and began plotting.

Chuck P, the Rat Pack leader, had a story for everything. He opened a fresh, new yellow legal pad and put pen to paper. "Now, Chuck N, tell me about this latest

tomaot," this rat pack was really a "rat" pack, "What tomato?" Chuck N replied, "Ok," Chuck P said, "You do know the consequences of withholding valuable information, yes?

Chuck N hung his head. Yes, he knew. He knew altogether too well. The ghost of Sammy Davis Jr. appeared to escort Chuck N away. The rat was ratted out.