Was it really happily ever after? Sure, the

Was it really happily ever after? Sure, the fairy tale wedding was great and all but the summary execution of the ugly sisters and wicked step mother left the peasants feeling

Luckily I had remembered to starve the animals in my zoo. I got the big cats and bears and put them in a cage. I wrapped the fairy godmother's arm to a stick, and poked it through

the jaguar cage. The fingers dangled lifelessly and the jaguars were very hungry. "That's for turning me into a pumpkin, bitch." In seconds the arm was mere gnawed bones and

Fairy Godmother's dreams of representin' in the Disney vs. Dreamworks Free-Throw Shooting Contest had thus struck midnight. "Bippity boppity boo-hoo," moaned the one-armed coot.

She picked up her severed limb and flitted her fairy wings for parts unknown. More like the Fatty Godmother. The Free-Throw Shooting Contest ended, so she sought a new time zone

Fatty Godmother specialized in helping disabled wishers after that. She was assigned to Stephen Hawking who wished that black hole radiate information they swallowed.

Fatty Godmother wised she could be reassigned. Hawking's wish was quite beyond her powers. Black holes radiating swallowed information indeed! She swore quietly to herself. Why

, Hawking could go f- his black holes! Fatty Godmother went to the Supremely Obese Godmother for a transfer. The S.O.G. sighed and said, "The universe is a hologram on the surface

of a pie plate. Fatty's eyes glazed over, like donuts. Her mentor said, "Always finish what you start. You can begin with that plate of cookies over there." The SOG was so wise.