He'd flown to Arkansas before but not dressed

He'd flown to Arkansas before but not dressed like this. The lady in first class wouldn't even make eye contact with him. He had to ask twice to get a scotch. She brought Jack

Daniels, assuming a guy in waders and a plaid, sleeveless, tuxedo jacket wouldn't know the difference. She charged him for the scotch though. The waders were lead lined and hid

the fact that he was also wearing stockings and suspenders. But a single scotch calmed his nerves and he decided to venture outside and tackle the problem face to face. He saw the

mirror and four reflections of himself. This bolstered his dampened courage no end. If there were four of him, he thought he could defend his honour quite thoroughly. He strode to

He took all of his files and put them in a shredder. Hundreds of hopes and ambitions turned into confetti. He then took the basket to the roof and sprinkled the snow on the

people below. And as they saw the shreds falling from the sky they began to dance and say,

"Yes! The fearsome paper dragon has exploded with food, now we shall rejoice and dance to the sound of swaying panda bears." The people dug into their feast, and

relished in the taste of the food. Dancing their way through the night they felt full & alive. The next week was full of revelry, but after killing the dragon, the villagers

forgot to burn the body. Zorg the Zombie didn't like their food and had a taste of dragon.The Zombie-Dragon feasted on villager brain that night and thanked Zorg by eating him last