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"Mr. White, are you stil with us? Oh no,

  • "Mr. White, are you stil with us? Oh no, he's losing to much blood! We need a medic! Jones aid the the left bunker while i go get help," yelled Price. All of the sudden, a grenade
  • was thrown through the window. it landed on Mr. White and
  • he screamed
  • and i screamed so we all screamed for ice cream, and he got strawberry ice cream and gave it to aliens. i got chocolate and gave to a bunch of cats that creid when it melted, so
  • goes the ice cream ballad of the aliens and cats. The song was not a hit to say the least. Until Grimelda Finchwitcher found it in Sony's files. She was a secretary but
  • not a hot one. However, Grimelda did have an untapped talent: sampling and remixing old 80s rap hits. When she mixed the ice cream ballad with a little Run DMC and Public Enemy
  • Numper Twelve, so many sheeple jumped on the bus for Grimelda's geriatric postmodernist music melding. Some people didn't know the source material because they had taste, and so
  • they assumed it was apocalypse punk opera, donned horned helmets, and yelled at the driver to head for the mountains. On a narrow pass, high over Lake Windemere,
  • they woke the Necromandus with their doomsaying arias. He summoned the Orexis of Death. She woke their silent desires. Anarchy was upon the impromptu punk opera when Brunhilde
  • tripped and fell, breaking her nose. This wouldn't have been so bad, if she wasn't the only one capable of stopping the Orexis of Death. And so, everyone died, the end.

1 Comments

  1. Chaz Sep 15 2012 @ 17:21

    "Well, what did you expect in an opera? A happy ending?" - Bugs, "What's Opera Doc?"

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