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| Wookoo The Magic Pretzel...Episode 2 The old withered creature behind the post office counter rocking in a slightly green looking chair looked alive but wooko couldn�t quite tell. "Excuse me?" Wooko said, "you are alive aren�t you?" "wHo?!" the old erm...thing exclaimed... "You! YOU ARE ALIVE,YES?" "I am the antichrist sonny!" slightly taken aback by this, Wooko said "ah right good, good, I was wondering if you have any swords in stock? ..."Failing that, any hamsters face soup?�... The old woman mustered up the strength to move her lips and speak again ... " Fords? Nooo... sonny, don't drive, do you drive? My grandson drives, got a Vauxhall he has, works for a big posh company..." "SHUT THE F*CK UP YOU WITHERED OLD FOOL!" Wooko exclaimed... " Pools? Nope... heh heh haven�t been swimming in years, used to be ever such a good swimmer me." ...suddenly in a fit of rage, Wooko grabbed the nearest, sharpest, most lethal instrument of death, (which happened to be a scarf) and bludgeoned the poor defenceless creature to death with it. "HAHA!" how d'ya feel now then eh?" then he took the nearest thing to a sword in the shop (a blunt spoon) and left, to tell Mr EatYaFace they were about to leave on their travels. Later... (5minutes) Wooko the magic Pretzel arrived at Mr EatYaFaces house blunt spoon hidden, incase the police happened to be around, and threw a brick thru Mr EatYaFaces window (the only one still intact) "Oi ya sad old b*st*rd! Stop watching star trek and get down here!"...No response...but wait, there was a note attached to MrEatYaFaces Door (what was left of it) it read... Mwa hahaha hahaha hahaha hahaha. It seems the tables have turned Gelatine man! For I now possess the only self-rotating pancake launcher in existence! No one can stop me this time! Not even you.... Yours sincerely, Mr Kipling Ps (I make exceedingly good cakes) What the hell is going on?! Exclaimed Wooko "Your mum!!" shouted someone from across the street, it was time to find MrEatYaFace, and find out what was going on. |