| AH : I want to be a cabaret star.... 7c : Er....(choking on a peppermint)...(cough cough).....a cabaret star? AH : Oh 7, are you ok? (concern in his voice) 7c : (still coughing).....yes AH, don't mind me, nothing serious..... AH : Are you sure 7c 7c : Yes AH, don't sweat it, please continue AH : Ok, well, yes a cabaret star. I've always wanted to perform some song and dance routines infront of a big audience. 7c : Well AH, I'm not a huge audience, but would you like to give it a go? AH : Aggg 7c (blushes) I don't think I could, I'm too shy. 7c : Oh come on, give it a try, you never know... AH : Oh very well then, what would you like me to perform? 7c : Just do anything, maybe your favourite song... AH : Ok, I'll do bad girls for you. 7c : Bad girls? AH : Yes, you know...'Bad girls(breaking into song), talkin 'bout bad girls....(gets into full voice, jumps up and kicks off his shoes, then starts to dance as per the Full Monty routine...) (Just at that moment some SS troops storm into the room) SS : Er sir, it's time for you to go.... AH : Damn it! I was just starting to enjoy myself, oh well.....sorry 7c 7c : 'tis ok AH, maybe another time.... AH : Will do...bye 7 7c : Bye AH, bye SS SS : Bye 7c Two days later Adolf Hitler was dead, apparently he committed suicide......Oh well, probably just as well.... The end. |
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| The three little pigs: The untold version Pigs: filthy, dirty, disgusting animals. Whilst Mom and Dad were out hunting for food, the four little pups were left on their own. They were three months old at that stage and not yet big enough to join Mom and Dad on the hunt. Like all little pups do they were playing around with each other when suddenly they heard a grunt at the den's entrance. The Wild Boar had picked up a scent earlier that morning and had followed it back to the hole in the ground underneath the fallen tree stump. Instantly he realised that the scent he had so feared had left and inside the hole there was no threat, only the prospect of an easy meal, and he let out an excited grunt. He heard soft noises inside, which suddenly went dead silent and then it was only the sound of the water stream nearby cobbling over the rock bedding. Huddling together they could hear the soothing sound of the cool river stream gently flowing outside, but something else was outside, something much more menacing and fear hushed them to a deafening silence... Pigs: we all know they're omnivorous and that's why they can and will eat just about anything. Which is exactly what happened that cold morning. When the wolf pack returnedfrom their hunt they found a gruesome scene where their safe haven used to be and Dad vowed on the spot to avenge the deaths of his litter. Obviously he tracked down the Boar, which happened to have a litter of its own, yes, they were much older than Dad's own little ones and they had already moved into their own places, but revenge was driving him. The Boar was dealt with swiftly, but his offspring proved to be a bit more of a challenge and, of course, the Wolf's reputation left him to be the bad guy in the story (and a half arsedly story at that). So, once again the Wolf got the short end of the stick when the Pigs got published, this, like alot of things in life, happens more often than not, but if you start asking why, you might just get a different picture of life. The end. |