| You put your fresh spleen in the fridge and the go off to sit on your scratch-n-dent pre-owned sofa. While thinking of all the things you could do with your spleen you doze off. Minutes later you're awakened by the sound of the fridge door opening. A Dingo has you new spleen!! You jump up to scare him away from your new spleen but he runs off with it out your front door that you left open! You search your fridge despreatly looking for your beloved spleen but find nothing but a small pudle of blood. (This is getting emotional). You run out in to the darkness of the Austrailian night screaming "Grab a torch, a dingo stole my spleen!" Soon all your nabors come running outside wondering what the comotion is. "A dingo stole my spleen!" you yell. Word spreads fast and soon people are all over with flashlights looking for the dirty dingo who stole your spleen. Soon the cops are there looking for your spleen and asking questions. "What did your spleen look like?" "Where was it befor the dingo stole it?" "How did the dingo get inside of your house?" Tears shrink wrap your eyes with a blinding blanket and sobs fill the dessert air. You are to upset to anser any more questions so your gay love partner, Francise, comes to comfort you. Later that night... never mind. The next morning you and Francise, wonder why God would let a dingo steal the new baby spleen. Francise being one to belive that everything happens for a reason passes by the thery that "it was God will." You both belive that it was Gods will You both go on a rampat Dingo killing spree. |