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A sandwich is a sandwich.

  • A sandwich is a sandwich.
  • Unless, of course it's a kitten. In that case it's a sandwich with a fur coat, thought Carl, making himself laugh. The real joke was though, that he was being tracked by a lion
  • and to a lion, a kitten really is a sandwich. So where does that leave us, wondered Carl--giggling despite the imminent lion attack. A kitten is a sandwich, unless of course
  • there is a six foot hero nearby, so that the kitten becomes merely a lion hors d'oevre. Carl couldn't help but be hungry and wondered what kitten tasted like. The lion attacked
  • and Carl and the kitten both ran, but the kitten ran under the lion, leaving Carl there alone in the lion's gaze,wishing for a whip, a chair and a
  • sleigh because carl might be able to convince this lion that he was santa claus bringing him a chair for christmas and just then a sleigh dropped out of the sky crushing
  • to death two reindeer, an elf, his mother, a bag of presents, a snowman constructed by a local child, a bag of doritos and someone's cat all under its terrible weight. "Merry Chris
  • is dead!" screamed Merry Chris' mother. Festivus had been ruined.
  • Merry Chris's next target was Talk Like A Pirate day.
  • Merry unleashed the four reindeer of the apocalypse upon Jack Sparrow's Somalian base, ridding the world of all pirate dialects. And thus the last of the Pastafarians were killed.

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