I popped it back in, muttering about HMOs. I noticed that the woman with the duck was…
Beating a poor old lady with her pet’s bill, screaming
“That’s for giving me an ‘F’ in English!”
The old lady cursed duck woman in pig-Russian pulled orange sauce out of her purse and smeared it
on a firm, round potato, which she proceeded to eat.
She immediatly pucked on duck-lady’s shoes. While d.l. was distracted, the old lady grabbed the duck and
and forcefed it more orange-sauce-covered potato, while cackling to herself.
"Oh, I’m a goood witch I am! What’s a few roasted children among all those who venture into the woods?
As I was telling Englebert Humperdink…"(The original opera composer! not the singer.)
that he has a funny name
The old lady, having finished stuffing the duck with the spud, ran in search for a spud gun but along the way she found
a slimy lobster with encrusted hairs poking from the folds in his tail, and burn marks on his antennae and face. He told the old lady,…
…that she was going to be late for the meeting if she…
…didn’t turn the wheelbarow wheel-side-down before trying to ride in it.
Meanwhile, the large-handed woman, not watching where she was going, bumped into me. We both said, “Excuse me” and started on or way. She then looked me in the eye–she was six-foot-two and so am I–and she asked, “Hey, buddy, how would you like to meet my sister, Big Bertha?” I was too stunned to answer because she was…
juggling six chainsaws while hopping on her left foot and whistling Dixie. As I struggled for a reply, I noticed. . .
My apparent gender had changed a couple of times.
This discovery worried me. I got ready to do something about it, but not before I…
…picked up a water bottle off the ground and proceeded to deep throat it while cameras flashed around me. I then…
…choked…
and gagged until I upchucked the slimy lobster with encrusted hairs poking from the folds in his tail. “How the hell did that get in there?” But before I could answer myself …
the chainsaws started to cut up the lobster
into lots of little lobsters, and they…
All formed into a conga line, dancing off into the darkness…