| The Lair of the Nazi Tim | ||||||||||
| The Lair of the Nazi Tim appeared ahead. The disciples looked upon it. It was situated on the Street of Kings, across from a synagogue, so to make Jew catching easier. It had many chimmneys, leading down to the large furnaces in the belly large grey belly of the house. There were gnomes outside. Garden gnomes. Evil garden gnomes. They attacked the disciples at once. Geoff got out his trusty banana, Rich and Steve their fly swatters. The gnomes struck first, knocking the lanky Rich down. Steve and Geoff, in their stoutness held firm, and crushed two gnomes in their mighty blows. It seemed the disciples would win easily, untill the SS came... The SS outnumbered the disciples a lot to three. The disciples nearly shit their pants. Then came Moogoo and the Elven King. There were many slashing of swords, much German mashing in the ensuing battle. Geoff's banana made the SS cower, he he followed it up by beating them with a stolen bible. Steve's massive buffness made the slaughter easy as he swatted the nazi type bad guys. Rich beat them with his flyswatter. The Elven King did little, for he is lazy. Moogoo took up excaliber and did a bunch of ninja stuff. It seemed safe to enter Tim's lair. Just then, the Elven King was hit by a gust of frosty wind and frozen! "Mwahahaha!" laughed Tim's brother. "Ed!" cried the disciples, though they knew it was too late. "He's frozen!" said Moogoo. "How have you done this?!" yelled Rich. "It is my invention!" said Tim's brother, "it was originally used to keep beer mugs frosty, but I made it more powerfull, so to kill heathens such as you!" Moogoo became enraged. He flew in the air and shot nasty plasma rays and chain lightning at Tim's brother. Tim's brother was knocked down dead. Moogoo and the disciples approached the Elven King. They wept at his loss. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Ed questioned from behind the ice. "Ed, you are alive!" yelled the disciples. "Of course I am!" yelled Ed, "I'm just a little frozen." Moogoo melted the ice and the disciples continued on, Into the lair of the Nazi Tim... But Tim was nowhere to be found. When they entered his house, all they found was a note: "Went to Germany! -Tim" Moogoo, Ed, and the disciples were shocked. They had not expected this turn of events. So they went to Germany. |
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| So the disciples and Ed flew to Germany on Moogoo's back. They arrived there to find that the Third Reich had taken over! There were pictures of the Nazi Tim with the words "the Fuhrer" written underneath. Tim had revived the Nazi party in Germany. They went to Berlin, to the chancellor's house, and sure enough, they found Tim. "Are you the Nazi Tim?" asked Steve. "Yes," said Tim ambivalently, "who are you?" "We are the disciples of the demigods Moogooa and-" Tim cut Geoff off. "You rolly-polly, yalmulke-wearing, challah-chompin, matzo-mashing, unaryan inferior jews!" Tim accused angrilly. Tim attacked the group. The battle that ensued can not be described in words. So I won't try. At the end, Ed had run away, Moogoo was as badly hurt as a demigod could be, Rich had fainted, Geoff was out of breath and all bruised up, Steve was flexing. The Nazi Tim knew he had lost. He began bitting his hand. "Ooh, look at me, I'm the Nazi Tim, blah blah blah," mocked Geoff. "Where is Garpan?" asked Moogoo, very authoritatively. "Oh, you're just here to see Garpan!" said Tim, "I thought you were Jewish rebels.?" "No," said Rich, "only Geoff is Jewish." Tim looked angrily at Geoff, but he could not curb his homosexuality, and his look soon became flirtatious. "Give me a hug!" Tim said to Geoff. "Uh... I'll pass," said Geoff. "Now hand over Garpan!" ordered Steve. "Don't be so pushy!" said Tim, "Garpan, honey, you have visitors!" Moogoo and the disciples became confused. Garpan then entered the room. He kissed Tim and said, "Hello there!: "Is this what I think it is?" asked Rich. "Garpan and I were married," said Tim. The disciples were shocked, Moogoo became angry. "You were MY bitch!" yelled Moogoo. "Moogoo," said Garpan, "I've moved on. We weren't meant to be!" Moogoo began crying, "but what about all those hot, sweaty nights?" "Moogoo, I cherish those nights," said Garpan, "but I can't be with someone so domineering. That's why I'm with Tim. We wouldn 't have lasted." "Come on, Garpan," said Tim, "we need to catch our flight." "We're going to the Sudenland for our honeymoon," said Garpan, "then maybe Poland." Tim and Garpan then left. The disciples turned to each other. "Well, what do you want to do?" asked Steve. "Let's get some Hubbas and call it a night," said Rich. "Sounds good," said Geoff. They left Moogoo there. He stayed a while to think. Then he made up his mind. He left for the Sudenland. Fin ...Or is it... |
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