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The Happy Hippopotamus by glenn
The happy hippopotamus sat in his den. He was
sad. "Hey I thought you were supposed to be a happy hippopotamus?" asked
the little boy. "I know, but I'm sad because I don't have something I want,"
said the happy hippopotamus. "Do you want candy?" asked the kid. "No,"
said the happy hippopotamus. "Do you want chocolate?" asked the boy. "No,"
said the happy hippopotamus. "Well, what is it you want?" "I want a nose
ring."
Cheep by glenn
Dudey was a rocker. He played Elvis. He played
Beatles. He played Little Richard. All with his Fender electric guitar.
"I'm so good," he boasted, "that I could out-rock any of you with my Fender."
"Cheep," said the dove. "What did you say you sunuvadove?!?", Dudey angrily
said. "Cheep," repeated the dove. "Why you no good dove!", said Dudey the
rocker.
The World of Krum by pat
Another sunny day for the abomination. It took
off to the sunny side of the sunny city. Bicycles were available, but all
were anonymous.
Hail to tha Chief by glenn
The mob waited anxiously. They were hot and sweaty.
Joe Jackole joined the restless crowd. He asked the hotdog vendor,"Why
are you so quiet?" Sammy, the vendor, replied, "Coz I am a RAVER."
The Man from Venus by pat
There once was a man from Venus. His rocket-ship
was shaped like a..uh..hotdog. He came around and gave free pouches of
powdered water, just for the stinking maggots craving for the camel's lower
half. "Them maggots ate my stuff," said the flower, "Them maggots ate my
stuff." By then the bee came buzzing along, overhearing the flower's whining.
SHUT UP mr. Flower!!
Casting of Bones by glenn
The casting of bones has begun. The Evil Eye
of Orms-by-Gore rested in its shackles. "I want love," said the Evil Eye.
Birds chirped in glee. The evil eye danced into oblivion. Everything was
okay until the Phelddagrif said: "Hey, eyes don't dance!"