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The killer wasp hovered over his head like

  • The killer wasp hovered over his head like a demonic vulture inspecting his prey. The look of digust on the wasps featureless face was evident. It clancked its vicious pincers.
  • Wallace the Worm wasn't afraid of killer wasps. They were far to stupid to actually
  • build an mud or paper nests and froze into extinction the first winter after they came into being, this gave Wallace the Worm time to work on his
  • wiggly muddy magic. Wallace squirmed through the soil to the surface for the first time in centuries, and taking in the beauty of a bird-free world, willed into existence a new
  • tractor with which he and Gromit could make daily rounds as processed soup recyclers. "Would you like some cheese coup, ma'rm?" Wallace asked the Queen who was lactose intolerant.
  • "You forget Your Majesty has a tender stomach," replied the Queen, staring suspiciously at the cheese coup. Gromit beckoned him to return to the tractor and on to more soup rounds
  • Wallace was the first to head back to the tractor, as Gromit remained to flirt with the Queen. Wallace returned momentarily "Err... Gromit. Could I have a word with you, old pal?"
  • "Sure old buddy, old pal," replied Gromit, "But hurry it up, will ya? I'm kinda in the middle of somethin' here." He waggled his fingers at the Queen & winked. Wallace blew up.
  • Guts flew everywhere, decorating the dog and the Queen with various organs. Scraps of intestine flung onto the royal throne, Her Majesty vomited, and Gromit began to regret talking
  • about exactly what happened to a body when it's beheaded. But you can't make an omelette without executing monarchs. Viva la Revolucion! as they say in Yorkshire.
Started
2011-02-15 14:24:05
Finished
2013-07-09 08:09:39

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