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Tippity witchity.

  • Tippity witchity.
  • The tipsy witch tripped into a ditch. Her sassy sisters snickered. "Zip your lip or lickety-split I'll unstitch your mitts," she bellowed. "Ha! You're unfit to knit
  • with those needles in your hands," One of the sisters tossed a package at the witch. "See if you can knit something to get you out." The sisters cackled as they flew away. The witc
  • h looked at the package that lay infront of her. Inside was a long reel of white yarn. She looked up at the gaping cavern above her. "I can't possibly use this as a rope" she thoug
  • ht, tossing the easily rope-ified material aside and resolving to use her own hair instead. "I'll get out of this cave one way or another!" She shouted up at the entrance, scaring
  • the dragon sleeping inside. He breathed a powerful flame that filled all the tunnels, burning her hair to just a dried up stump. Now she could only delve in deeper and decided
  • and then the dragon ate her.
  • The knight stood back aghast. The dragon, picking gossamer pink taffeta from his teeth, looked down. "What now, big guy?"
  • "Did you just do that?" the knight sputtered. "DID YOU JUST EAT HER?!" The Dragon looked confused. "But I thought..." "COUGH HER UP!!! NOW!" The knight demanded, panicked.
  • He coughed her up only little worse for wear & even stood in to hear their marriage vows, but when it was all settled he burped & flamed the wedding couple. Dragonbreath is killer.

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