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The General hit the white board with his

  • The General hit the white board with his riding crop. "There is no tactical nuke without the word, TACT! Get into your pea brains that the bombing should be subtle! Like a pillow,

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  • smothering your grandmother so she doesn't have to suffer from crippling rheumatism!" The general took off his helmet and held it over his chest. "God bless, you, Edith

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  • Bagshawe, you were the very making of me!". Almost impercepticably his bottom lip began to quiver, but he stifled it with manful resolve. "Torquil!?" He cried. "Bring me my

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  • brown pants." Torquill did, and after slipping them on they continued the annual Men's Club (No Girls Allowed!) Saw Marathon. Danny whispered, "I really thing that Jigsaw

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  • isn't the best tool for amputations." He dashed into the garage to find something more appropriate. He was shocked when he found a girl there. Frantically, he

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  • began to quiz her on anesthesiology, in the vain hope that this amputation wouldn't be like his previous. His questioning was met with a vacant stare, so he grabbed a wrench and

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  • hit himself over the head. "Hey, that's one way to do it," said the nurse. The surgeon had to suppress a fit of laughter as he began. "What was I supposed to cut off, now?"

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  • Then the BUZZER rang and the nurse said, "Butter Fingers!" They laughed while the patient's gaping wound gurgled. Then the Dr. saw something. It moved in the chest cavity

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  • It was a kitten. There had been a small cat living in there for some time and were not sure how it had gotten there.

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  • Oh well never mind, my father will surely be able to cook us some nice kitty stew tonight!

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1 Comments

  1. Chaz May 27 2011 @ 17:21

    Kittens aww...

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