The tiger loped through the high jungle,

The tiger loped through the high jungle, only a smattering of sunlight reaching through the thick canopy to land on his striped (pronounced stripe-ed) hide. She stopped when she

saw a large evil zebra giving her the "How ya' doin'?" look. She was pissed of that her prey was hitting on her, so she lunged and ripped his throat out, just as he

was ordering "sex on the beach" for the both of them. His neck spray coated the entire bar. A drunk at the end thought the bar tender had poured grenadine in his screwdriver and

grand finale.... and missed. He staggered back to his workbench, frantically searched for his sandpaper to give his chainsaw the extra edge. Just in time, he looked up and saw the

Masked creep point the shop vac hose towards him. He dropped the dull-edged chain saw and grasped the first thing in his toolkit that came to hand,

which happened 2B a hot pink Sharpie. "Don't make me use this!" he whaled. "Don'tcome any closer!" The masked creep did not listen, He lunged at the creep and drew the monocle

around his eye. He started to giggle and said "You look like the monopoly man." The creep replied, "indeed, it is odd weather to be wearing a top hat."

With that, he tipped his hat, waved adieu and went on his way. Little did he know that that it was not her that had his strawberries, but it was me. It was me the entire time!

The strawberry shortcake I had later was extra sweet. Revenge makes a great dessert.