Sixty-six. That was approximately how many

Sixty-six. That was approximately how many ninja waitresses were on top of the building two blocks away. I knew they were hunting for me, and I knew I had to stop them. But how?

maybe i could use my flute skill and charm them. this way i will earn a ninja waitresses army! i have to find my flute!

, which were mounted in place of any discernible genitalia. Without any time to ponder the nature of this odd encounter, I quickly flipped over a lawn chair that

had become dislodged from the genitalia-less statue. As the redheaded Scotsmen swarmed in around me I stood my ground, lashing out with

the only thing I had to lash out with - my genitalia, still dripping with scalding gouda after the incident with the fondue machine. This was not the best of weapons to ward of

the horde of crazy sabertooth hamsters, but it'll have to do. The hamsters approached me, painstakingly slow were their movements, looking at my gouda-dripped genitalia, and hissed

loudly, their teeth glinting in the pale light. Luckily, I had taken night lessons as a dentist, and was able to remove the teeth as painfully as possible.

The teeth were dark yellow with pit holes all around. Not much left to chew food. Leaving the patient to grab a set of dentures I returned to find him gone. He now could

be free; free from all the hate and torment he has once been subjected to. Then a huge dolphin jumped out of the sea and gobbled him whole. The world can be such a cruel place.