Anpanman scarfed two anpan and felt the ankō
- Anpanman scarfed two anpan and felt the ankō power course through him. He grew to a spongy girth and bounced down the street shooting sticky goo at Zillachan and the the hoard of
- Cockroaches grew. Multiplying hoarded of the buggers definetly wasn't a good thing, especially with Zilachan at their control. Anpanman grabbed his
- commander who was bugging out. The Coackroaches exponentially grew. The sealed environment was stretched to its limits the roaches were crawling to get out. Anpanman grabbed his
- didgeridoo and began playing "Who Let the Dogs Out", which is almost impossible, but Anpanman is a master of the instrument. Charmed, the roaches followed him single file out into
- a bright future as his backup singers. With thousands of roaches to choose from Anpanman could never hit a sour note. His music dominated the charts. His sitar rendition of Havana
- Nagila had the critics breaking records of nose holding. Then his sound studio was raided by CDC pros in hazmats & his entire band was quarantined. "But they're NICE roaches!" he p
- rotested, only to be hosed down with ultra-concentrated boric acid. Cymbals, guitars, keyboards, & amps went flying & the roaches scattered everywhere. Nagila forgot all about
- that catchy tune they'd been playing, and she never did find that cockroach band again. It kept Nagila awake, trying to remember the music they'd performed. Her husband, Snort,
- for his part, claimed that he had thought they were a cricket band. She knew he was wrong. They were cockroaches. She was adamant about finding them again. She never found them.
- By the end she had completely forgotten the tune the cockroach band had played. She left behind the world's largest collection of cockroach band music.
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- 2013-12-29 22:55:09
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- 2023-07-04 20:14:02
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Kitchenboy Jul 18 2023 @ 19:46
Omg, I will never listen to cockroach music the same way ever again.