"Say, what would you get if you crossed a

"Say, what would you get if you crossed a hen with a duck?" Emily asked Brian in science class one rainy afternoon.
Brian said nothing. "Because," Emily continued. "I think I've figured out how to cross-breed hens and ducks right here in this test tube! Do you understand the significance?"
"Umm... you could make a new breed of breakfast eggs?" Brian replied. Emily sighed. She had almost forgotten how unimaginative he could be. At least he had a huge
appetite and a nice sausage in his hand. "Sausage for breakfast. Why not?" Emily laughed, forgiving Brian's stupidity. "I'll slice it up." Brian's blank face told her that he never
had sliced a single savory Slovakian sausage in his small, sub par life. "Well", Brian gulped, bringing his knife to the Slavic meat, "There's a first time for everything I guess".
He halfheartedly sawed at the sausage casing to no effect. Hosts Eliška & Drago watched expectantly. Brian pressed down & the Klobásy shot off his plate into Eliška's ample bosom
where it lay panting for breath. "You've got to help me, Eliška," the Klobásy whispered to her. Brian and Drago attempted to remove it, but she drew a gun and backed away from them
With a wave of the gun she told Drago & Brian to back off. She never took her eye off the Eliška. The Eliška, in turn, had never dropped hers either. A red shirt jumped in to lose
a button off of his pants, and Drago made spluttering sounds with his mouth before stomping off through Tazmily Hills after the sound of a motorbike. It wasn't really a motorbike.
It was a bicycle with a playing card in the spokes. He felt like a jerk. Not for thinking a bicycle was a motorbike but because he never got the trick to work on his bike as a kid.

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